He had not been exaggerating at all about the walls having seen better days. There was blood splatter in every direction spreading out from a particularly bloody spot in the middle of the otherwise empty room. A  bombarda  could have done this damage but she honestly doubted that’s what it was. The dark magic still hung heavy in the room, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth and a chill on her skin that felt nothing like the icy tingle of Draco’s magic. 