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Ily only registered the stark contrasting changes in Phoebe's demeanor, recognizing the sudden drop to heart-wrenching sadness and then to absolute rage. As it flashed to the second, her wrathful instincts suddenly kicked in, making her stand her ground as the first attack came. She always swore to never fight those smaller and weaker than her but... this... This was unacceptable!

As soon as the drink was spilled onto her favorite shirt, her eyes narrowed into pure relentless rage. Her vision went red and her mind fogged in an instant as her wrathful feelings she strove to keep hidden away burst forth. She was vaguely aware of a snarl issuing forth from her and her right fist suddenly rushing forward to connect with her friend, no, enemy's stomach. Finding such a reaction completely unacceptable for what had been dealt to her, the wrath teen felt her left fist rocket forward and collide with Phoebe's face. The force she put into both attacks was sure to leave the girl wounded enough for retribution.

The store clerk shouted something and her gaze fell on the poor woman, considering attacking her. That was when something clicked in her mind. What did I just do?! Her thoughts gasped, her vision and mind clearing just enough to realize what exactly had happened and that she needed to get away. In a flash, the teen was out the door and running up the street, cursing Phoebe and her being for taking her necklace and pouring her drink on her. Meanwhile, back at the store, the clerk was busy calling 9-1-1 and attempting to see if the girl was alright.

"Miss! Miss! Are you ok? Miss! Oh crap..." the clerk gasped, trembling slightly. It was a miracle the strange and wrathful girl didn't turn on her or do any more damage as it was.