E managed to get out enough spells that they were shielded from his side, although the Deatheater in front of him was still working hard to press through it. He could see now that they were indeed Deatheaters. His family had managed to stay out of that conflict in the past, but he'd seen pictures and done enough research on blood status rights to know what he was facing.
"Grantaire?" he said out loud, feeling cool air hit his back, as his other half moved away from him. The fire and noise around them was disorienting, and E strained to hear a response. None came, however R"s opponent was on the ground by the time he looked over his shoulder.
"Are you mad?!" he exclaimed, although he was secretly energized by the sight of it.