He stood up, looking far weaker then he had before. Without a word he raised his wand slowly, shaking. Not believing his own words so much anymore, he knew he had to be more careful then he had been. Hermione's facial expression hadn't changed and there was clear killing intent written in her eyes. She chose not to reply to his stubborn comment, and instead raised her own wand. The chosen one knew her intent and instead pleaded "Then at least let it just be us fighting". Bellatrix chuckled slightly again. "not like theres anyone left here to fight with you". She muttered under her breath.  Hermione nodded and stepped forward. A moment of silence was shared between them, excusing the groaning of the injured around them.  Suddenly spells were sent flying at each other, hitting stone walls, decorated ceiling and tiled floor. Bellatrix felt her whole body fighting against combat with her counterpart against a common enemy but instead she lifted her arm up to get what was left of her army to back away. she stood closer to the fight then the rest of them but still glued herself in place. even now her eyes were darting between her injured sister and her fighting lover. she knew it had to be completely safe before she tried to help her own blood, but she had to wait. 