When we arrived in a flash of purple, I saw civilians scurrying away from the damage that was Gringotts’ entrance. Their screams and cries hit a chord that really shouldn't have been hit. I knew people would be scared when the fights began to increase – I knew Tobias was planning and biding his time – but to see my people fearing for their lives was hard to take in. Ignoring their cries, I examined the damage in front of us more closely.