She ducked away from his curse, and he wore a wry smile. She wasn't going to get her boots near him any time soon. He could still feel the pain that was there from their last encounter. She had a mean kick. A rather effective Muggle move, he thought, although not a terribly elegant thing for a witch to do.
The thought of witches using Muggle fighting tactics made the darkness in him cry out in anger. Muggle influence was far too rife in the magical world, and even without the darkness, Guilian had to admit it was a shame. She was even dressed like one of their police officers. Hearing her cry out to the Muggles to get to safety, he laughed, sending a volley of bone shattering and bone breaking curses at the fleeing rabble.
Their bodies were falling to the ground where they stood, the screams a sort of music to his ears. He easily dodged her stunner, seeing it coming long before it arrived, and he retaliated with a savagely flung 'incarcerous'.