Prince Mansion-

Archibald stood back up and stepped over to the group, "Perhaps you've forgotten Raven, but look at your right arm..." He looked bemused like he remembered a good joke as he pointed to the mark he placed on her.

Raven looks at her arm and her eyes widen. "Wha...?" It's starting to turn a reddish black, and she can only now really feel the pain spreading through it.

Quick to his favorite student's side, he knew what he was seeing and didn't look remotely pleased...

"Remove the mark NOW or I'll use your ribcage as a coat hanger!!"

Archibald smirked at him, "Catch me first my friend..." He apparated outside his mansion and began to run.

The pain slowly starts to spread throughout her arm. She grabs it, shaking. Raven throws Crouch's wand back to him, wanting to help him chase Archibald down.

Topher looked down at her arm, "I think I can slow the progress of this! Just stay in my sight!" 

Crouch ran after the dark wizard after catching his wand.

The process is slower, but the pain doesn't go away. "I need to get that bastard..."

"Go run after him, just let me keep staring at your arm! My eyes can keep the progress from killin' you!" Topher needed to do this to make up for his failings with freeing her the first time. It was a make or break moment! 

He aided her in standing as he gave her back her wand, "Go nuts..."

"Thank you..." She runs after Crouch and Archibald, ignoring the pain in her arm.

Topher kept casting good luck on Raven, reducing the hue of the mark to a dull red at best.

Crouch and Archibald were exchanging curses between themselves as Archibald noticed Raven and Topher had joined the fray... seems like the boy was delaying his mark's progress...

Raven throws a curse at Archibald, wincing at the pain it shoots through her arm.

Archibald deflects one of her curses back at Topher, making him fall to the gorund holding his face in his hands, wincing in agony. Despite this, he kept one eye half opened on her arm to keep the effects going.

Raven grips her arm, looking at Topher, then glaring at Archibald. "You're going to pay dearly for this..."

"Without endangering yourself? Unlikely dear... AVADA KEDAVRA!!!"

Raven dodges it, sending an extremely painful crucio his way right after.

Crouch sent hisown in tantem with Raven's, making Archibald fall to the ground in agony.

As Archibald writhes in pain, Raven walks over to him, a victorious smirk on her face. "Who's superior now?" She points her wand at his chest, "Avada Kedavra!!"

A hand reached over and grabbed raven's wrist and moved it out of the way before the curse could kill him, "WAIT!!" 

It was Topher's.

"What? He needs to die!!"

OOC I'm going I bed now. Night!

Crouch looked over at Topher, "This is why you don't trust hero types. They go soft. I can eliminate him..."

"Listen to me! Maybe you're forgetting THIS!!" Topher held up her marked arm. "We need him to undo that!"

"Oh, and you think he'll just undo it willingly?"  Raven sounds very irritated.

"No, not willingly... but freaky eyes has a point..." Crouch smiled at Raven as a sinister gleam enters his eyes, "But humans will do a LOT to avoid death and there's so much that can be done just short of death. Here, let me show you! INCENDIO!!"

Archibald's arm caught fire and he flailed it about among yells of torturous pain as the flesh from his arm sheared and turned back before being extinguished. 

Topher had to look away, feeling a deep sickness in his stomach at the display of sadistic cruely. "Or you know.. look into his mind to learn it!"

Raven sighs, "Alright... But I get to kill him after this!"

"Be my guest..." Crouch steps aside, "Vent your heart out until he talks... then end his wretched existence.."

Raven, wearing her favorite combat boots, steps on Archibald's chest the hardest she can.  "Now, Archibald, if you want to save yourself some agony, you're going to tell me how to get rid of it..."

"If you think I'm going to spend my last moments giving you your salvation, you're sorely mistaken..."

Archibald quickly grips his wand and points it to his forehead, "AVADA KEDAVRA!" In a green flash, all the life fleeted from his body, a death by his own hand rather than dying at the hands of one 'beneath him'. 

A lasting insult to his once enslaved foe... one that brought a postmortem insulting simper to his still, cold face.