Melinda laughed. "Oh good! See, never say I can't pick them."
Her own prey started to moan something about not hurting them and Melinda rolled her eyes heavily. "Silencio. Feel lucky I'm not cutting out your tongue. Honestly, what was the point of that?" she asked, gesturing carelessly with her wand. "Obviously we already have hurt you, and clearly we have no intention of stopping. If you want to feel like the big man try dying with some bleeding dignity, why don't you? Don't you filthy Muggles learn anything akin to logic in your schools?" She waved her wand again and a slash appeared across his face. His mouth opened like he was trying to yell, but there was no sound from him.