Thorn Pierce

	I whirled around and something went WHI1ISH! Pain exploded in my shoulder. A force like a huge hand yanked me backward and slammed me to the wall.
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	I tried to free my shoulder. My coat and shirt were pinned to the wall by some kind of spike— a black dagger-like projectile about a foot long.
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	Next to me, Bianca yelped. The second thorn impaled itself in the stone wall, half an inch from her face.