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Angelina Johnson (fiercebird) wrote in pandorarpg,

Angie gave him a thin smile. "I'm sure. I'm proper scared Michael, but I'm a Gryffindor. This is what we do. Don't you know bravery is often just stupidity in the face of danger?" She reach over and squeezed his hand, more for her own reassurance than anything else. "Thanks. Now let's see what damage we can do, yeah?"

Strangely hearing that they might not have been inferi almost made it better, though it was harder to tell what to do to them to make them actually stop. Blasting the shite out of them seemed to work well enough though. Angie cast another spell at one, slicing down the inferi's arm. It was a nasty cut. If she'd been a little less bothered by them, she could have severed it.

It didn't stop moving. It didn't even hesitant really. Just like t eone Michael had it, it bled profusely and kept coming. Angie swore. "What are these bloody things?"