The three of them were still at least one hundred meters from Luna as she cast  incendio  over and over, twirling in place to let the spell go like a flamethrower. Admiration filled him for his witch, she was calm and practised, her spells hit her targets again and again and no fear could be seen in her stoic expression. If they didn't reach her soon she would be overpowered by the crumbling bodies of the dead, she would be dragged along with them into the depths of the forest.