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Old 07-21-2011, 08:11 PM   #16 (permalink)
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Damn that women!

He thought as he slowly moved to the right, his back causing him pain and slowing his foot movement. Not his mind or arm movement though, a simple back pain would not make his stop this duel. Oh no. Watching his spell somewhat hit it's mark - well if you called scorching Emily's leg a direct hit - and began to quickly think of another. One set spell popped into his head, dark magic. He pushed it away, he didn't want to use that sorta spell unless need be, or well later in the duel. Let his back sort itself out a bit first.

"Protego!" He shouted waving his wand in front of him. He watched as a shield built it's self in front of him but it wasn't good enough. No idea what Emily intended the spell to do it nevertheless sent him back a few paces. Breathing he let his shield go and stepped forward waving his wand around. Oh what the heck...

"Sectumsempra!"
Still feeling the sting where the fire had gotten her, Emily stole a glance at the damage, charcaol scorch marks decorated her left arm, it even looked as though the hair had been singed off.. the skin was blistering slightly. Gross... but that wasn't all. She looked down the length of her robes, she hadn't realised it had gotten her leg, the skin there was unharmed, though she could still feel the heat.

FOCUS!

.. Looking back ip at Brad they raised their wands in unison..

Maybe it was time to fight fire with fire.

"Confringo" ... as she said it, she heard Brad cast his... Sectumsempra... she was in for it now. This was it... he had her beat.

There was no time for her to react... the spell hit , slashing away at her. The searing pain engulfed her. But she remained standing.. swaying slightly, but standing, wand still clutched in her hand. She could feel the blood dripping, staining her clothes. It was warm, and sort of sticky but at least the pain was numbing.

She raised her wand to retaliate. But all she could do was send sparks at him. Nothing critical...

........

.......

She clutched at her side. Not daring to look down because she could feel it. And that was enough to know she needed help.... she needed dittany.
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