Miles & Oliver - Bring it on!
The light was improving greatly as Miles came back around to where there seemed to be a battlefield. He'd been trying to draw the fire of the other flyers away from the actual village, and hoped they'd drop the rest of their fire over the forest.
But as he came around and flew over the field, the last thing he needed to see was Bellatrix trying to kill Cass. Fuck, he would have been safer up in the air. Miles would have just run rings around him, and kept him distracted.
But Bellatrix was intent to kill, and Cass and that blonde Auror were in his sights. Fuck! He couldn't just fly away now. They were in an intense battle, and he suspected they were luring Bellatrix into some sort of trap near the trees. He couldn't just kill Cass, and he couldn't let Bellatrix do it either. Mind, he didn't want Bellatrix dead by his friend's hand either.
His wand was out as he tried to think of a way to stop them from fighting - without looking like he was offering assistance to either side. He hovered and flew casually as he thought of a way to help. Fuck he hated this, and why the hell did his friends have to get involved with the other side of this damn war?