Their spells are zipping from their wands, flying with a strength and vigour that Alecto can hardly remember. Bellatrix is a whirl of flame and unchecked power, her body floating on the wind and unleashing damnation with her casting hand. Alecto soon finds herself hard-pressed to return the energy, to fight back in a way that is effectual and useful, and soon enough she finds she cannot do that no matter how hard she tries.