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"Ha. You can't even reach me." She kicked out a leg and spun lazily in midair.
Jace's eye glinted. "Want to bet?"
Clay knew that expression. "No," she said quickly. "Whatever you're going to do-"
But he'd already one it. When Jace moved fast, his individual movements were almost invisible. She saw his hand go to his belt, and then something flashed in the air. She heard the sound of parting fabric as the cord about her heard was sheared through. Released, she fell freely, too surprised to scream- directly into Jace's arms. The force knocked him backward, and they sprawled together onto one of the padded floor mats, Clary on top of him. He grinned up at her.
"Now," he said, "That was much better. You didn't scream at all."
- City of Fallen Angels, page 37