Cleo was fuming, she was holding her diamond sword she had already crafted at her side. Her grip was so tight her knuckles were white and she could feel her hands becoming sweater as she walked. Scott was chatting next to her, something about revenge, but Cleo didn't listen. The only thing she was thinking of was yelling at whichever one was her soulmate. As they got to the top of the hill, she spotted Pearl and you standing there just laughing. she felt her face burn red with anger
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