The Death Eater turned around and exposed the ragged scar that run across his face. Fuck, this was Dolohov one of the more dangerous members of Voldemorts inner circle. The doors to his left and right were blocked and behind him were his friends. He could not let this criminal pass him and ambush the unprotected back of Harry and the DA. This was the moment he had feared and anticpated at the same time. Woud it work? Could he overcome his magical limitations?
Before he could form another thought Dolohov branhished his wand and jabbed it towards his chest. "You will die tonight", he said in an cold unemotional voice. As his wand bounced back it released a jagged, sickly yellow flame that speared towards his chest. Just loooking at it invoked a feeling of sickness and decay.
Martin pressed his wand into the battery holster he had worked on the last few years. His own power would not be enough for this fight. Another means were necessary. Nothing happend and the curse halfed the distance between the pair in a frithining short time, then the holster flickered to light and along his graishy wand a small electric spark flickered to live and moved towards the wooden tip. He felt the wand pulling at his own magical core before it recognized the vastly bigger energy source directly attached to it. Magic was energy and energy was magic. You could interchange with just the right knowledge. With a loud cackle the wand sucked the energy out of the batterys. His wooden stick was now bathend in an eary bluish light. His own body shielded by the fact that the commanded the wand and the wand the elemental energy.
Before Dolohov could react he moved his wand quickly through the movement of the standard shield spell. With an booming gong an flickering dome sprung into life before him. On its opaque surface small lightning bolts flickered and run zig zag patterns towards the edges touching the ground and the ceilig throwing demonic looking shadows on the walls. In the bluish light Dolohov looked even more like an inhuman monster. His scar colored purple by the uneven light. In the next moment his spell connected with the enhanced Protego. There was a sizzle and a grinding crunch. Yellow flames collied with blue protective magic and for moment they were suspended in the air in an invisble battle of might.
Then his shield gained the upper hand and swalloed the curse in a shower of sparks that ligthend up the room. "What are you doing, boy?" the Death Eater bellowed and swirled his wand even faster, preparing for another even darker curse. Martin did not let him. He thrust his wand for forward and cried: "Amnis". Long and thin tendrils reached out from the protective barrier towards his opponent and formed found four points above, below and next to him. Dolohov canceld his prepartion for the attack spell and eyed the constructs warrily. There was he a reason he survived the wizarding war for so long. Being paranoid was a good property in Voldemorts inner circle of backstabbing. He cast a full body shield spell that surround him with an silver, smooth ball of energy leaving no opening.
Martin brought his wand down in one sharp motion. He only directed the energy. This was a power that had to be used after it was released. Holding it for too long could backfire badly. The four tendrils flashed and turned into miniture stars for a moment. Their light was blindingly white and somehow dangerous, cold. Then with a bang four bolts shot inwards and connected with the shield. Plasma raced over its surface and where the lines connected red and purple sparks flew into every direction. The barrier collapsed just after an second being overloaded by the energy engulfing it. The lighning tendrils touched the Death Eater. His whole body shone for a second his skeleton visible through his brightly lit skin. He released a short, pain-filled scream and collpased togehter with the energy beams towards the ground. The magic dissapeared into the ground and left only an ragged afterimage on his retinas. The fight was over and Martin was left alone with the smoking cadaver of one of the most dangerous criminals of the country.