Tonks & Andromeda
Part of the on-site healing team in the forest, Andromeda saw the initial success of the battle turn firsthand. The castle residents quickly reacted to the surprise attack. She quickly checked on the healing retrieval teams, ensuring they scanned the battleground constantly for call-for-help sparks, and also to watch for soldiers who were too wounded to do even that.
Having just stabilised a duelist, she was the only free Healer to respond to the latest distress call. Apparating close, she nearly choked on a mouthful of smoke-filled air, which thankfully kept the agonised cry of Nymphadora from leaving her throat.
It was like a sight from one of her nightmares. Nymphadora on the ground, malevolent purple magic writhing over her body. Her daughter’s face was twisted in agony. Andromeda shot off a counter-spell to stop the curse, grabbed Nymphadora’s arm, and activated her emergency portkey to whisk them back to the Healers tents.