Bella had fully intended to fight Rodolphus on this matter. While even she could (but never would) admit that she didn't feel absolutely one hundred percent better - lingering aches and pains reminded her that she owed Edgar Bones a visit at a later time to remind him of what it meant to piss her off like it had - she felt more then well enough to join in this fight. Luckily, Rodolphus had finally come to an agreement with her, stating that she could go so long as she didn't leave his sight and while on some level that irked her nerves and had a scathing remark coming to the tip of her tongue, she had bit it back and agreed. This fight was not one she was going to miss and the longer they spent arguing about her level of feeling better the less time they had to carry out their lord's mission.
She had rolled her eyes when her mask had been thrust at her with the gruff orders from Rodolphus to not loose it this time but she had happily donned it and disappeared with a loud crack, adrenaline pumping through her at force as her feet had hit the grounds and she went on autopilot, chaos and destruction reigning down around her at a rapid pace. Part of her hoped that Edgar would show at some point that night and they could continue their dance that had had to be put on hold but until that opportunity presented itself she would make due with whoever crossed her path.
Rounding a corner she couldn't help the grin that spread across her face as she came upon another female, her wand out and a snappy remark coming from her. It took her a moment to recognize the girl in front of her but when she did the grin that no one was going to see only darkened.
"Little Bones, what makes you think that you could ever deliver someone like me to Azkaban? Your husband failed miserably on that task and I can guarantee that you will not succeed either."