The Black Lake

Artisan: I grip the side of my head thinking through everything, finding rational thought of massive comfort.

Crouch: I laugh insanely, "So! Doesn't feel so good when it's YOU does it?! INCENDIO!!"

Turning around to look at Meredia, "Hilarious, you're no match for me alone. Besides, this is between me and Phoenix and she's the one I want to roast at the moment. But fear not your turn will come."

Pixie: I flop back on the grass, the effort of sitting up weakening me. "I'd go over to you, bro, but I can't. Sorry."

Phoenix: I try to scramble away. Now that I'm thinking clearly again, I know that I can't fight him on my own. I look around frantically, searching for someone to help. Eugene, Pixie, Bryn, Amaya... anyone!

Artisan: "That's probably best for you... I can control myself, but hardly."

Eugene: "Birdie!" Running over I pull out some healing elixirs and slide to her side.

"You have a death wish... one I shall more than happily grant..." I gave Meredia my full attention now, like a predator fighting one of it's own species for a cornered meal.

Pixie: "Good point." I hesitantly touch my face where Crouch scratched me; my hand still comes away red.

Phoenix: I cling to his sleeve, trembling. "Eu-Eugene..."

Artisan: "............ Pixie... you should stun me." My tongue begins to coat my lips with moisture as my hungry spikes again.

Eugene: "Shhh.. here, try this..." I help the elixir down her throat.

Crouch: "Over my dead body! AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Pixie: "Alright, but don't have a go at me later for it, 'kay?" I point my wand at Artisan. "Stupefy."

Phoenix: Obediently, I drink the elixir. If I'm honest with myself, my mind is still reeling from the utter lack of control I had as a wolf, but his scent immediately triggers a feeling of safety.

Artisan falls over stunned but his eyes were grateful.

Eugene: "here, let's get you away..."

Crouch: Laughing insanely, I hold up a protego to send her curse back at her "How can you stop me if all you can do is that?!"

Pixie: I lie back on the grass, sighing in relief.

Phoenix: I stagger upright, leaning on him heavily. "Wait, Pixie... I lost track of her when I was fighting with Crouch, I think I injured her..."

Eugene: "Here, let's go find her." I help her up and go to search for Pixie

Crouch: "THE DARK ARTS ARE THE KEY TO ETERNAL GREATNESS!!!!" Pulling myself backward to dodge the stupefy, I had foolishly walked into the incendio and let a angry, albeit pained yell.

OOC: Pixie's the one with a broken leg, lol

IC:

Phoenix: The longer I'm human, the more sense returns. I'm not as confused now, but I'm still unsure how the rest of the battle is going. My fight with Crouch is a blur. "I can't see here anywhere..."

Crouch: "Well... if it isn't Fuin's lover? It's fitting a wasteful fool would love one so wasteful." Snaping myself around as quick as a blink I grab her wrist and throw her in front of me.

Eugene: "Pixie... here, where are you hurt?"

Pixie: I gesture at my face with my free hand. "Crouch scratched me and Phoenix broke my leg."

Phoenix: "Oh, shit, I'm so sor-"

Pixie: "Don't you bother apologising, it was an accident."

Eugene: "I have something for your face, but I'm afraid I can't do anything out here for your leg. Phoenix, can you hold her hand? This is going to hurt." If Artisan's bag of inventions had a rival, it was Eugene's potion bag. I had to find it quickly.

Crouch: Crazy grin, "Well then, I'll send condolences to your husband. IMPERIO!!!"

Phoenix: "Sure." I take hold of Pixie's hand. "I'm sorry!" I blurt out before she can stop me.

Pixie: I sigh. "Apology accepted."

Eugene: "AH there you are!" At last I reach the green rectangular potion and unstopper it. Applying a sticking neon green liquid to my hand, I begin to rub it onto her face. Now.. the screams...

Crouch: This is mildly more complicated than I expected. But they still are of no threat to me. Getting on my knees I place my wand at the ground and a large stone seems to manifest to shield myself from the knives, leaving my back open.