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The attack was painfully obvious, and Hydra avoided it easily. Her tail lashed behind her. Don't look where you are going to strike, she advised. For she wanted Lyra to be a good fighter, too—to be able to hold her own when Hydra or Alya could not get there as swiftly as they normally could. Lyra need not worry about ever being truly alone, as the three girls were rarely ever far enough apart to be considered alone to start with. Hydra then rushed toward Lyra, looking as though she were going for a foreleg before actually attempting to nip Lyra's hindquarter instead, attempting to make a clean getaway immediately thereafter.