William came at her and she dodged his first strike easily enough; his strike was nothing more than a feint though as his main gauche sliced through her robes, eliciting a gasp from the Wizengamot as deep red spilled forth. Helena seemed legitimately surprised as she turned and slashed back at him, though he parried her blade with his own. Hermione took Narcissa's hand in a fearful grip, obviously nervous about what the fatal turnout would mean for them.