In blinding white light, Claidheamh an Ùrachaidh exploded in a fiery explosion, forcing both of us away from one another. My back his wood and stone, finally stopping as I slumped to the ground when I hit the wall. When I came out of my dazed state, the nearly white purple leaving my vision, my eyes landed on my sword. Laying broken in half where the crack was. Tears started to fall from my eyes on their own accord. I was only distinctly aware of Bellatrix on the other side of the room, laying on the ground with smoke wafting from her. I knew she wasn’t dead, but I didn’t care.