her girlfriend looked, but the fact that she could sense the death magic in those green flames made the fear for Hermione greater. As the flames grew closer, Hermione raised her sword and swiped the blade. Arcs of purple flames left the blade and met the green ones. There was an explosion and excess purple flames continued their track. The one cultist looked gobsmacked at her flames being overwhelmed before she ducked under the wave. The few cultists behind her didn’t stand a chance. The purple flames consumed their clothes and at first they thought they were fine. At least until the pain settled in and shrieked. 