I didn’t have time to process the nickname as a cultist was apparently chasing Ginny. When the woman's eyes landed on me, a snarl released from her as she casted the Killing curse directly at me. My sword was up instantly as my power started to alter the spell. No matter the pain from interacting with the spell, it was not worth dying over. The spell flew around me, now just magic following my sword. The cultist was flabbergasted, but it didn’t last long as the spell flung back at her, rocketing her across the hallway and smashing into the wall. Slumping to the ground, remaining unmoving. 