Maud’s shocked, terrified, wide eyes stared forward as everything unfolded before her.
Sturdy Dust struggled for control over his bat, but it did not wield.
In-between the two, Mudbriar held the bat tightly.
Sturdy Dust grumbled, dropped the bat, and ran away.
Maud approached Mudbriar and hugged him. “Thanks.”
“Anytime.”
…
“By the way, this is a really good bat. Did he tell you where he got it?”