Anger was her master now ... she saw only red ... had eyes only for destruction. She looked over at Sally, her arm severed and bleeding out next to that astonishing lake of blood. She had to get back to her ... just in case. And as much as she would have liked to tortured Malfoy a little longer, Hermione had this duel won. The clock was against her ... and Enola's words rang in her mind again.