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Sophie jumped back. "You broke through my blocking", she whispered. The ogre's force field came down and she stepped out, unharmed. "Sophie, I'm not going to hurt you." Tam snorted. "Yeah, right. Then why are you wearing a Neverseen cloak?" Fitz nodded, shaking. "You must be some kind of half-elf, half-ogre." Vanna frowned. "Sophie, what are you?"

"I'm an elf."

"What makes you different than other elves?"

"I was created by the Black Swan."

"Why do you have so many abilities?"

Sophie gasped. The ogre smiled. "Ah, I see you get my point now. The Black Swan created you, the Moonlark, so Neverseen had to retaliate. I was created, just like you were, in a Neverseen lab. They injected me with elven DNA. Sophie, I'm designed to destroy you. They call me the Blackbird." Her friends once again prepared their abilities and weapons, but the ogre held up her hand, and a wall of flame shot up in front of her. "Pyrokinetic." Keefe muttered. "Please, hear me out!" Vanna exclaimed. "I'm leaving the Neverseen. Sophie, I'm not going to fight you. I want to help you."

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