Post by Hector Edwin on Aug 8, 2007 1:43:52 GMT -5
Hector was in for a evening of fun. Smirking widely, he stood at the entrance of Triangle Tunnel holding an expensive broom in one hand and his new wand in the other. He had already hidden a fake galleon nearby, out of site, but easily accessible. He would use it as a port key to return to Drakborough once he was finished.
He mounted his broom, and sped off in the direction of a nearby house, though an observer would likely only see a blur of light. Hector was under the disillusionment charm--his body, clothes, broom and wand blended in with the surroundings. Suddenly, there was a flash of red light, and the sound of the explosion. As the wall of a building (Hector didn't know what it was, but it could have been a house) collapsed, the former shadow had already flown a fair distance away, firing another red light before going to another location away from the first two.
After blasting around five houses, Hector got bored with his tactic and simply began firing the spells in quick succession, one after another, making holes in the walls of houses, shops and whatever else he happened to hit. At one point he saw a courageous old man standing outside, holding his wand, apparently looking for the source of the chaos. Naturally, he didn't see Hector coming, because he had his back turned when Hector's Sectumsempra hit him. The former shadow heard a painful 'ugh', which was his cue to summon the old man's wand. With a wand now in each hand, Hector became more insane than he was a short five minutes ago. He increased his altitude and began firing the explosive spells at the ceiling of the city, causing bits of rubble to fall down.
This was probably enough by now. He was roughly in the centre of the city. Since each of the exits were of equal distance, he figured that he might as well head for the same one he came in and take his port key back to his new base. He flew most of the distance before landing about fifteen metres away, then sprinted to the location of his port key as his disillusionment charm began to wear off.
He mounted his broom, and sped off in the direction of a nearby house, though an observer would likely only see a blur of light. Hector was under the disillusionment charm--his body, clothes, broom and wand blended in with the surroundings. Suddenly, there was a flash of red light, and the sound of the explosion. As the wall of a building (Hector didn't know what it was, but it could have been a house) collapsed, the former shadow had already flown a fair distance away, firing another red light before going to another location away from the first two.
After blasting around five houses, Hector got bored with his tactic and simply began firing the spells in quick succession, one after another, making holes in the walls of houses, shops and whatever else he happened to hit. At one point he saw a courageous old man standing outside, holding his wand, apparently looking for the source of the chaos. Naturally, he didn't see Hector coming, because he had his back turned when Hector's Sectumsempra hit him. The former shadow heard a painful 'ugh', which was his cue to summon the old man's wand. With a wand now in each hand, Hector became more insane than he was a short five minutes ago. He increased his altitude and began firing the explosive spells at the ceiling of the city, causing bits of rubble to fall down.
This was probably enough by now. He was roughly in the centre of the city. Since each of the exits were of equal distance, he figured that he might as well head for the same one he came in and take his port key back to his new base. He flew most of the distance before landing about fifteen metres away, then sprinted to the location of his port key as his disillusionment charm began to wear off.