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“You…damned….dirty…bastard,” Marceline muttered under her breath. The jewel cracked and glowed as the spirit it held inside broke free. Transparent white mist appeared and swirled around the shop like a tornado. Vases were knocked over, and papers took flight in the madness. Marceline’s long, raven black hair danced in the wind as she tried to make sense of what was happening. And then she saw the windows cracking. “FINN GET DOWN!!!” She cried, and tackled Finn to the ground and put her arms around his head to protect him. The window was now completely shattered, and shards of glass wer