Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20180102170120/@comment-27147599-20180103031309

Harry threw a pumpkin bomb again.

May inwardly groaned. "You know your webs are way grosser and stickier then mine." She dodged the webs he shot at her, while running to the edge, and made a string of web she grabbed it and flew to the next building, landing on its wall.