The undead Arthur turned towards his former wife, mouth scarlet with fresh blood, unafraid of all the wands out. It was like in Saint Mungo's hospital: no fear, no thought of saving itself. Did they have the Resurrection Stone?! Arthur had ripped Molly's wand arm off of her body until tendons and red muscle could be seen in the daylight, blood gushing out ruined shoulder and drenching both of them with blood.