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"...his last, best lieutenant..."

The Great Hall appears before her as she walks in and climbs onto the table top.

As she runs across the old wood, glasses and plates shatter under the point of her heeled boots. A slight cackle escapes her throat as she whips her wand to the front of her. With a vicious intake to her chest, she pulls in an orb of blue energy. As it grows, the maddening look in her eyes does so too. Once she feels as if she’ll lose all control, she whips her arms out and watches the energy spread, shattering anything in sight and every single light in the hall dims to black. With glee, she sprints down the length of the table.

10 months ago on 17 April 2011 @ 10:40pm 11 notes