I turned to face her as the water pounded upon me, soaking my hair and clothing alike. Narcissa looked shocky, like she finally saw too much as her eyes landed on the only burned body that didn't turn completely to ash. It wasn't an Inferi when I used the Fiendfyre. He was dead now, beyond any help I could give him. We still had one more corpse on the run. I laid my fingertips on the body's neck just under the jaw, and I went about decapitating and segmenting him into parts in case the body would be re-animated with the stone.