We are all hunted by the shadows of the past
Nathan picked up another practise dummy and walked to the corner. With a large flourish of his wand, he used a curse that he had learned in his time with the Israeli Special Service in Outremer. Flertik
The dummy began the shudder as if there was a stiff breeze in the room, then with an agonizingly slow pace, the arms of the dummy began to melt and turn to liquid. It was a perfect way to get information out of a stubborn person. With another thrust of his man a small hole appeared at the forehead of the dummy. Ending its life. That, was the quick and easy way. No one expected a spell that mimicked a muggle weapon...
He sheathed his wand in the arm holster and walked to the his gathered group of comrades.
__________________ |