When she was done, the weapon disappeared. Sarah hugged her, and she hugged her sister back.
Aww. They’ve just been through hell together and came out the other side with light in their hands.
But yeah, you should probably try to get out of whatever hellhole this is ASAP.
When she cried, it wasn’t the crying of a thirteen year old girl. It was more basic, more raw: the uncontrolled, unrestrained wail one might expect of a baby.
Poor thing. 😦