The girl held the wand in her shaking fingers. Ironically enough, her nails were painted coral pink. The man beside the tanned girl urged her on. "C'mon, the Dark Lord won't wait forever. Or are you scared?" The accusation stopped the trembling. "The mans voice gentled. "The first kill is the hardest. They're mudbloods. Kill them!" The girl bowed her head, glossy raven curls shadowing her pale face. Then a word came out of her mouth. "Avada.." "Hold it right there!" Came a deep, rich voice. "Kingsley." Hissed Mulciber. "Now girl, quickly!" The girl dropped her wand, prompted by the intimidating man holding a wand to her throat, large blue eye whizzing frantically around his ravaged face. " You're coming with us, girly…"