"Well we can’t have that, now can we? So what will kill me then? Just so I can respond accordingly." She doesn’t see him draw his wand, but she hears the stinging hexes zip through the atmosphere just before it lands squarely on her right clavicle. Her teeth chatter as the pins and needles radiate out from the point of impact, she gulps in air as she leans forward. Resting her hands back on the ground, she tries to steady her breathing. 