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This is where Clara's heart truly shattered. Lucien could never cause her such heart ache like losing her brother did. Aurora wasn't Aurora. The minute she turned to face Clara's brother, she knew that wasn't her sister. Then, magic seemed to fade off her and suddenly Camille was standing in the container with Tristan.
Tristan stared at them with a look of cold fury from inside the shipping container. His little sister could see the true fear beneath the rage. "What is this?"
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"You know what they say--" Camille said with a her eyes wide a smirk on her lips. "Payback's a bitch."
"How is this possible?" Clara questioned. But her voice was weak. She looked over at her new arch enemy.
The hybrid smiled smugly. "The Serratura creates an impenetrable boundary. Nothing living or dead can pass through."
"And, thanks to your lunatic sister, I'm neither." Camille continued.
Tristan's eyes widened in alarm when he realized that he is truly trapped inside of the shipping container forever. "No. No. NO!"
Klaus rushed over to Cami and put his arm around her before quietly murmuring in her ear. "Stay close to me, okay?"
Tristan stared at the Strix vampires, who don't seem to know what they should do. "What are you waiting for?" He bellowed angrily. "Take them! Now!"
Before they can attack, Elijah stepped forward to address them himself, putting his body protectively in front of Hayley. She was still barely able to stand on her feet. "Before you rush headlong toward almost certain death... As your sire, I would like you to employ just a little bit of common sense."
Aya, picking up Clara and holding her up near her, scoffed. "We are ancient vampires, Elijah-- each of us almost as strong as you."
"You might almost be successful in subduing us, but at what price?" Elijah shrugged. "Most of you will die in the process, and for what? To avenge a fool marching you headlong toward your very extinction in the name of a witch's prophecy? You do realize he engineered absolutely all of this purely to satisfy some petty grievance against my family?" He turned and walked toward the shipping container, smiling fakely at Tristan as he leaned against the metal door. "Tristan doesn't care for any of you."
