Seeing the bludger headed straight for him, Leontius tried to swerve out of the way. But whether he clocked it too late, turned in the wrong direction or the bludger was just too fast... It didn't matter. The black ball hit the tip of his broom stick. He was sent spinning away from the main area of play and it took him a moment to come to a stop. Another moment was needed to regain sight of what was going on, and to calm the dizziness caused.

It seemed like that moment was too long, though, for the Indian team had sent the bludger straight back at him and he was zooming out of the way before he realised that it had diverted cause. Strange behaviour, for the ball. A glance was spared at the official - had he noticed that?


No matter. Nyx was onto something he only hoped was the snitch and Misra had the ball again. But not for long. As he threw it toward his other chasers, Leontius swooped in and reached out, grabbing the ball and pulling it close to his chest before speeding back towards the goal. Eyes searched left and right as he flew, waiting for the perfect opportunity to pass.