"We should," Rodolphus stood silently as Marcus continued to pummel Ron. "Oh, that broke some ribs. Oi, Flint! Time to stop." Rodolphus stepped forward. Marcus climbed to his feet and stepped away. "Let's get you fixed up a bit." Blood poured from his broken ribs and rubbed WWW bruise paste on his torso. "We'll leave the broken nose. Breaking and entering is dangerous, especially if you startle people."