As Narcissa put her free hand against the pit that used to be her abdomen only to feel blood seeping through the garment. Slytherin's Snake, I'm still bleeding! She reinforced the stasis charm on her organs as she made her way down the stairs and out of the castle. Something about the fake Hermione's words bothered her as she had taken in the battlefield ahead of her. This was unreal; it was worse than the Final Battle at Hogwarts, with ten times as many combatants than before. Patronuses flew out in every direction as reinforcements were being begged for as the Inferi just seemed to rise out from the ground.