“I am /the/ most talented witch you know,” Eponine corrected. Who else their age had a whole spellbook of their own making?
“And I could kick your butt from here to China.”
“Yes you did,” Eponine muttered.
“If everything I did was because of the Apple, I’d have nearly died like William did. My magic is my magic, and that thing only showed me what I’ve always been capable of.”