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Crouch led the rest of the Death Eaters through the forest in search of Potter. Bellatrix had spilt off with the Lestrange brothers, no doubt in a hurry to capture the boy so he could meet his end at the hands of their Lord. He was anxious as well. Both he and Bellatrix claimed to be their Lord's most loyal servant, and if she managed to capture the boy the Dark Lord would easily favor her and she would hold it over him to no end.
He was not going to let that happen. He was the one to find their Lord first, he was the one get them out of Azkaban in the first place, and it would be he who would present the boy to his master. Crouch would die before he ever failed his master.
Not even daring to slow his pace Crouch urged the others further into the forest. He was so fixated in his objective that he barely had time to register the fact that the thicket of bushes in front of him was suddenly set ablaze.
Surprisingly he managed to stop himself before he ran straight into the fire, but the bottom hem of his robes were not so lucky and he began to stomp on the now singed fabric.
This fire didn't just start on its own someone had to have lit it. It had to be Potter, but he had his wand confiscated when he was being tied up and Crouch doubted that the boy had enough time to start a fire the muggle way, not with how quickly they responded to him escaping.
Before Crouch could give anymore thought to it figures began dropping down from the trees surrounding them. There was a figure clad in black and blue armor standing protectively next to a girl with short black hair and a sword. There was also a blonde woman who had cat like features that included ears, paws for hands, and a tail. Then there was a man with green hair and coat, a woman with an eye-patch and prosthetic arm, as well as a man with two horns protruding from his head.
"Alright!" the blonde woman said as she cracked her paw knuckles. "You guys showed up. Boy are you going to regret that in a few minutes!"
Mulciber wasted no time in firing off an all too familiar jet of green light right at the woman, only to have her jump out of its way onto the side of a tree and then kick off directly towards him. The force and momentum she used was enough to knock Mulciber off his feet and to the ground.
Seeing this happen the other Death Eaters began to shoot spells off at the strange group that had surrounded them. Dolohov went after the girl while Rookwood choose to attack the armor clad figure that was next to her. That left him and Travers to deal with the three others. Crouch would have preferred to have another member back them up, but he knew they were all preoccupied. Besides Crouch himself was dangerous enough to account for two people.
Crouch wasted no time in firing off a killing curse towards the silver haired woman. The curse never struck as the horned man used his staff, as a bat of sorts, to intercept the curse.
That only infuriated Crouch as he unleashed a volley of all sorts of dark curses towards the trio. The horned man was surprisingly fast as none of the spells the two Death Eaters sent his way seemed to land. The woman was hard to hit as well seeing as her prosthetic arm could grapple, which she used to avoid any incoming curse by grappling to nearby tree.
The green man himself was also dodging the spells, not as fast as the one with horns, but still. Crouch seemed to think there was a pattern to the spots the man was running. Before Crouch could get a better look at the pattern Travers let out a scream from his side.
Travers was on fire. Standing just a few feet away was a giant man wearing a mask and carried a large cylinder on his back. It was hard to believe someone as big as him was able to hide without being noticed, but that seemed to be the case. The man had been waiting for an opening before making his attack.
It worked. Travers let out a series of screams as his flesh began to melt from the heat of the flames and Crouch knew that it was too late to try and help the other Death Eater.
Crouch raised his wand to attack the masked man, but the one with horns got in his way and slammed his staff down right where Crouch had been standing.
This was not going well. Now there were four of them he had to face. Mulciber had somehow gotten free of the woman's grasp and noticed the distress Crouch was in.
Mulciber would never reach Crouch as a projectile from above shot down and embedded itself in his foot.
Looking up towards the canopy of trees Crouch thought he could see a distinct figure of a person with wings.
The blonde woman capitalized on this new development. Grabbing a low hanging branch from one of the trees surrounding the combatants she went up behind Mulciber, grabbed him by the neck, and thrust the branch through his torso.
The now impaled Mulciber coughed up a pool of blood before the woman let him go and his body fell lifeless to the forest floor.
Rookwood had not fared much better than Mulciber. He seemed to be firing blasting jinx's like Bombarda at the figure in armor, but to no avail. Eventually the armored warrior had had enough and with a mighty downwards kick caved in Rookwood's skull.
Dolohov seemed to have actually gained the upper hand in his duel with the swordswoman. At one point the girl raised her sword towards the sky and bolts of purple lightning had come arching down to strike the ground.
As figures began to rise from the ground where the lightning was striking Dolohov cast expelliarmus which sent her weapon flying into the air effectively stopping the things from rising fully.
With the sword flying in the air Dolohov then cast accio to send the sword flying towards his outstretched hand. Dolohov caught the sword and gained a triumphant smirk. This was clearly one of those weapons he had heard so much about, and even though it was something as primitive as a sword Dolohov would still be able to use it.
However when he raised the sword in the same fashion the girl had previously a strange purple mist seemed to radiate from the weapon, and Dolohov clutched his head in pain. It was as if a sudden pressure and strain had been put upon his body.
With deadly fast speed the girl ran at a dazed Dolohov, snatched the sword from his hand, and with a downwards stroke swung the blade.
Nothing happened at first, but then a line of blood appeared running in a straight vertical line from Dolohov's head to his groin. As his body fell down it split apart in two equal vertical halves exposing his innards in a perfect fashion.
Now Crouch was all alone. One man against an entire group. The odds were certainly stacked against him. But if Crouch was going to die here then he could at least make sure he took as many of them with him.
Left right and center Crouch fired off the killing curse hoping he could at least hit one of them. These people were on another level as they dodged his curses, and he knew at this rate he was going to exhaust himself from all the spells he was casting. It began to show as his movements started to slow.
Eventually Crouch left a gap in his barrage of curses, an action that the silver haired woman took advantage of. Her metallic fist shot forward and decked him right in his jaw with such force he could feel a few of his teeth break as the taste of coppery blood filled his mouth.
The punch left him staggering as he stumbled a few feet to the nearest tree. If Crouch wasn't so dazed from the hit he might have noticed this was the area where the green haired man had been running around earlier.
Before Crouch could fire off his next spell he felt himself being hoisted into the air. He was trapped in a net made out of thin strings. But these couldn't be regular strings, these were cutting into his flesh creating a spider-web of cuts all over his body. The more he struggled to escape the tighter the net became and he could swear these threads were cutting right to his bones.
The horned man approached the net with his staff that now had blades protruding from the end. Crouch didn't even have time to say any final words as the spiked staff came down upon his trapped form. The sound of a sickening splatt Crouch's life was ended.
"That should be the last of them," Najenda said as she looked down at the now mangled body of the Death Eater that had fallen into Lubbock's trap. "Minus the three that branched off of course." If their head count had been correct when they observed the people gathered around the bald man.
A few bushes rustled to the left and everyone got into a defensive position. It proved to be for naught as Sirius and Seryu came into view.
"Welcome," Bols greeted. "I take it you both took care of the other three?"
"Yup!" Seryu happily exclaimed. "They never knew what hit them!"
"They sure didn't," Sirius said and Najenda could feel the uneasiness in his voice. If she had to guess the girl had unleashed her Imperial Arms Koro. It was easy to understand Sirius initial reaction to seeing that.
"I see," Najenda said. "Well then we should head back to the cemetery if our work here is done."
"Didn't the Commander say she didn't want any interference?" Wave asked referring to how Esdeath said she wanted a shot at this supposed strongest dark wizard of all time.
"I didn't say we were going to interfere," Najenda said. "Knowing her things will probably get very destructive, and we had best be there to ensure they do not destroy this town."