[hider=appearance][img]http://s23.postimg.org/5z0rj7i63/A_masked_man_appears.png[/img][/hider] Outside of the room known as 'hungry and sleepy', music played. And bullets silently started flying through the air. Not individually, but as a continuous stream of death. They pierced through the sheetrock, flew through couches, furniture, and even the freezer. But they tore through those things silently, their noise somehow canceled. After about thirty seconds the shooting stopped and the door opened. If someone was looking, they would see a masked figure walking in, cane periodically tapping the ground while spinning forward. Top hat on head. And singing. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4sT99Y4AnmA]"Hello, my baby hello, my honey, hello. my ragtime gal! send me a kiss by wire. baby my heart's on fire! if you refuse me, honey you'll lose me, then you'll be left alone, oh, baby, telephone, and tell me i'm your own."[/url] He stopped singing, bowing in his red clothes. He raised his arms and started conducting an invisible orchestra with his cane. 9mm to .50 cal rounds started to fly through the walls to the tune of [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bzWSJG93P8]The Imperial March.[/url] More powerful beats would send in bigger shots, whereas the lighter ones sent in 9mm or even a 22. [color=gold]"Rex Delens, at your service."[/color] [hr] Meruin woke up from her nap, opening her bleary eyes slowly. It was her 33rd consecutive one since she met that girl this morning, with each occuring nap coming after intervals as short as qn hour before she was asleep again at a different area. She frowned deeply. Even for her that was unusual. She slept often, but she was never sloth-like until now anyway. Her initial thoughts were that she had skimmed out on sleep a lot later than usual, but she dismissed those ideas; she slept no later than usual for her, no, her instincts told her it was something else, something to do with that girl . . . She cut her line of thought abruptly as she looked up at the skies. The deep, cloudless, [i]starry[/i] skies. She blinked back the sleepiness in her eyes and stared with an expression that was almost disbelief. [color=a187be][i]Oh. I've been asleep longer than I thought.[/i][/color] The tiny waif of a mage got up from her spot on top of a bookshelf. Hm, so she had fallen asleep inside the Library. Which also meant she was close enough to the accounting department. She could ask for her dorm number there and save herself the trouble of sleeping outdoors for the night. With a light hop, Meruin descended from the bookshelf. It was a good distance from the floor, and Meruin wasn't confident in her physical prowess to take the fall, but a quick transmutation of a table directly beneath her turned it into an elevated platform rendered the problem moot. Without further preamble, Meruin proceeded to the students accounting. [hr] It turned out that the accounting lady was less than pleased to be disturbed this late in the evening, and delayed giving Meruin her room number with an articulate yet vulgar rank. Meruin scarcely paid attention to it, though she did not that she was warned to be careful. So there was something afoot this night that she had to be careful of. Who's fault was it this time, she wondered. A good number of students were capable of causing widespread chaos, especially if they were a Pythones mage. A summoning gone wrong was a common occurrence at the academy, and it was usually the fault of some overconfident mage. Of course, it was also entirely possible for this to be the Directors fault. Meruin wouldn't put it past him to create some nonsensical scheme. No matter the danger, however, Meruin needed to get to her dorm, and more importantly, her bed. So she walked through the night, through empty hallways, looking for her room. She had been walking for an hour or so, when she heard the sound. It sounded like singing. The singing was coming from near her room, and moreover, it was a males voice. Unusual, as this was the female's dorm. Perhaps it was a pervert? Or else it could be a visiting lover. Either way, whoever he was, he should not have been here. Meruin frowned as she considered something else - this could be the Director's doing. Perhaps this was the danger she was warned of earlier? Did the Director finally give in to his demented urges and sent out his legions of summoned demonic perverts? Meruin was half-sure that he did, but best to see for herself what was going on. She stepped into view of her room, and what she saw made her raise a brow. [color=a187be]"I see. It seems my assumption was correct."[/color] In front of her, standing at the threshold of her room, was a pervert. He had all the trappings of one: The mask, the top hat, the suits and tight pants. He stood conducting an unseen orchestra directing . . . Narrowing her eyes, Meruin reassessed her situation. This was not a pervert. This was a threat, and it was ripping through [i]her[/i] [i]room[/i]. That could only mean that he was a threat. Backing up, she put a large amount of space between them; hopefully he hadn't noticed her. Meruin was unprepared for battle, which was the worst possible situation. She thrived on preparation. Still, she had to make solidify her position and assess the situation. That meant stalling for time. Meruin transfigured the floor in front of her to form a thick wall, and on the floor in front of it, she drew her mark. Afterwards, she ran as fast as she could, stopping occasionally to write runes on the walls, as much as she could. She had to set up her territory before she began any kind of engagement. In the unlikely occasion that the man was [i]not[/i] hostile, then she would need total control over their meeting. This was not what she expected on her first day back to the Academy. [hr] Reina had been peacefully sound asleep like any good girl should have. She slightly squinted her eyes even closer than they already were in annoyance at the sound of the bullets piercing through various objects. Luckily for her nothing had hit her yet when you clearly would have suspected for it to happen. Reina opened her eyes a little to see what the weird sounds were, her mouth was slightly agape as she turned around to look at the whole room. She didn't see anything off in particular but that might have been the haziness in her eyes but that must had been from her sleep just now. The room looked rather destroyed by the bullet rain and mostly everything seemed to have been hit by it. A man with a mask had entered the room of the sleeping beauties and caused quite a ruckus already. When he began singing Reina drowsily rubbed one of her eyes as she supported herself up with the other hand. Her eyes were still half closed and her hair only looked a little messy from the rolling in her sleep but it wasn't her morning hair either. The light from the hallway blinded her half and made it a little more difficult to look at the man with the mask. The darkness from the room made his mask almost black with the creepy smile still visible. It made it hard to determine who it was. [center][color=ed145b]"Who's there?"[/color][/center] She tiredly and shyly said. The man stopped singing as he introduced himself. Reina started realizing what was happening right now. She properly sat up on her bed as she raised the sheets in front of her sweet pink pyjamas that had small white frilly ends to every limb. A red blush had appeared onto her face from the embarrassment of a boy seeing her like this. [center][color=ed145b]"H-how dare you!"[/color][/center] It suddenly came to mind that the wall behind the man was pierced with holes in various sizes and that it kept continuing. Every hole in the wall lighted the room with more light from the hallway. When Reina noticed they were bullets that had been piercing the walls she ducked under the sheets and curled up in a tiny ball so the chance would become smaller that the bullets would hit her. She had no chance against this man. How would she be able to defeat this man in this small of a room without making herself look like cheese. Reina bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly as the bullet rain continued and even passed close by her from time to time. [hr] Wrapped up in her blanket, little Jo gazed up at the blank ceiling. It had been a pretty eventful day and the best probable thing to do was to get some proper sleep. The problem was, Jocelyn could hardly sleep. At all. For some odd reason. Rolling around under her blanket, Jocelyn thought back to the moments she had spent talking with her new 'friend' Vera. At least little Jo actually knew what this 'Eye of Baphel' was now. And at least she'd made a new acquaintance today too. [b][i][color=367588]An eye that grants the user extreme magic power… It really is quite scary…[/color][/i][/b] On the topic of her new acquaintance, the Vera girl seemed normal enough. Surprisingly, she was a bit similar to Jocelyn herself, both being from the same country and both being only children to a rich household. Someone to relate to and someone who was neither annoying nor silent; pretty much the perfect acquaintance according to Jocelyn's standards. Now she had less of a chance of possibly being trampled over like an ant for the rest of this Magnus Games event. Jocelyn would keep friends with this girl. For now, anyways. Shutting her eyes, the little girl tried forcing herself to sleep. The least she wanted was to end up being late for her very first lessons and make a fool of herself on her very first day. Well, technically second. Thankfully, after a few minutes passed the girl had drifted off to sleep. Only about two minutes later the girl's eyes snapped open. She stared at the wall her bed was propped up against, putting a hand to her stomach. [b] [color=367588][i]This unsettling feeling… Could it be…?[/i][/color][/b] Jocelyn shot out of bed, scampering out of her blanket. She held onto her stomach, staring towards the door. Not exactly the door to the hallway, though. [b][i] [color=367588]I need to pee.[/color][/i][/b] After she'd finished with her business, Jocelyn rinsed her hands before exiting the toilet. Damn, it had been such a busy day she had even forgot to [i]pee[/i]. Then, a blast of music shot through Jo's ears. She froze in her spot, her hand ready to grab the doorknob. Jocelyn wasn't going to lay a finger on it, though. Her eyes widened, small beads of sweat trailing down the sides of her face. [color=367588][b][i]What… What on earth is this? Circus music?[/i][/b][/color] A bullet came out nowhere and pierced through the bathroom door, just inches above Jocelyn's head. Holding her breath, the young girl backed away from the door, viewing the hole the bullet had made on it and the ones appearing after it. Her eyes were so wide they looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets. [i][b][color=367588]This singing… Someone's out there! But it's not just anyone normal person… If it were just a random intruder with a gun he would have just shot us and ran, not start up his own carnival concert in our dorm room. It has to be a mage! I know it![/color][/b][/i] Jocelyn took in deep breaths as she continued to think, her back pressed against the wall. At least the shooting had stopped now. This was her chance to think of a proper plan. Then, an idea sparked in her head. Crouching down, Jocelyn whispered a few words: [b][color=367588]"I call you, Patricia, Octavia."[/color][/b] In the blink of an eye, two women appeared on the bathroom floor, just beginning to stir from their sleep. The smaller blonde woman raised her head, completely oblivious to what had just happened outside. The white haired woman on the other hand just blinked, swiveling her head around to check her surroundings. [color=FFFFE0][b]"Hu-Huh? Where… am I?" the blonde muttered.[/b][/color] [b][color=DCDCDC]"Is this... Wait, L-Lady Jocelyn? What are you-"[/color][/b] The little girl clamped her two hands over the women's mouths to hush them. Before Jocelyn spoke she span her head around towards the door again, stared back with a slightly panicked look on her face. [b][color=367588]"I don't have time to say anything irrelevant so I'll take questions any other type of questions later,"[/color][/b] Jocelyn said, almost too fast for Octavia and Patricia to understand. [color=367588][b]"There's a mage outside and he's shooting bullets all around our dorm room. I don't know who it is, or [i]what[/i] it is, but it's a threat to us and we must act quickly and get rid of it. I sincerely apologise that I've woken you two up at such a late time, but there's a zero percent chance that I'll be able to defeat this person with just my Pythones magic alone. Soundless bullets against my water-made kingfishers isn't exactly the best battle strategy."[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC][b]"Judging by this blaring music and these flying bullets this person is most likely a Praestigiae and Contritio mage. I honestly don't mean to offend you Patricia, but why summon the two of us, Lady Jocelyn? He's able to use two schools yet you didn't summon someone stronger like Sabrina or Hannah?"[/b][/color] [b][color=367588]"I was fully aware that you would find my plan to be flawed, Octavia, so I'll explain my plan to the both of you as fast as possible. There's still someone out there who could be hurt, so summoning you was a must. If I was to get hurt then your magic would come in handy as well. Patricia on the other hand should be fast enough to evade the mage's bullets, so that would be very useful too. And, well… you know Hannah. Waking her up at this time is like writing my own death sentence."[/color][/b] [color=FFFFE0][b]"But… But Milady, you could've summoned someone like Sabrina or Hannah, just like what Octavia said. Those two are much stronger than the two of us combined-"[/b][/color] [b][color=367588]"That's not the point, Patricia,"[/color][/b] Jocelyn interrupted. [b][color=367588]"If I were to summon Sabrina or Hannah then that's 3/4 of my mana already gone. Yes, any of those two would be able to beat the opponent much easier, but if I got hurt then I won't have enough mana left to summon Octavia. If I were to pass out during this chaotic situation then Sabrina would have to drag me around so I don't get a bullet to the head. Who knows how many of those bullet-wielding mages there are causing a commotion in the other dorm rooms? Sabrina's strong, yes, but the risks are just too great."[/color][/b] Patricia looked down, a bit hurt by Jocelyn's words. The little girl smiled, placing her hand on the woman's. [b][color=FFFFE0]"I-I'm sorry Milady, I didn't mean to-"[/color][/b] [b][color=367588]"No, it's absolutely fine. You were worried and I can understand that. But if we're going to make it out of this room alive then this plan must succeed. I trust and believe in the both of you, Octavia, Patricia. I know two you won't fail."[/color][/b] Standing up, Jocelyn looked towards the door. [b][color=367588]"There's a wall that should block the mage's view so hopefully we won't be spotted. Now, it's about time I put my plan into action."[/color][/b] ------------ [b][color=FFFFE0]"Are you sure about this, Milady?"[/color][/b] The short blonde woman glanced around the wall, watching as the man conducted his bullets around the room. The white-haired Octavia stooped down and whispered to Patricia. [b][color=DCDCDC]"Lady Jocelyn knows what she's doing. You can trust her, Patricia. I can guarantee that this plan won't fail. It's a very good plan if I do say so myself~"[/color][/b] [b][color=367588]"All you have to do is try and grab his mask, hat and that wand thing in his hand one at a time. You'll be able to put your speed to use here so he won't see you. If he's without a catalyst then he can't use his magic anymore. It's got to be one of those three items I just listed. It has to be."[/color][/b] Again, Patricia looked on, trembling. Jocelyn placed a hand on her shoulder, sending her a gentle smile. [b][color=367588] "Don't worry, Patricia. You can do this. You know where to hide. Good luck."[/color][/b] Swallowing her fear, Patricia crouched. With a burst of speed, she sprinted past the masked man, swiping his hat away in a flash. No, that didn't stop it. She then went in for the mask, ripping it off his face. It was at this time that the mage was getting rather pissed. He gazed around the room, searching for… well, anything unusual. The girl he had introduced himself to before was still shaking in bed and he had no idea where the other two girls were at. Someone -no, something- had just swiped the mask off his face. What was it? [i]Where[/i] was it? [i]Swoosh![/i] His conducting stick was gone. [b][color=367588]"Do it, Patricia!"[/color][/b] Too shocked to act, the unmasked man was met with a lightning fast lunch to the stomach. The suited mage doubled over, but he managed to keep himself from falling to his knees. Jocelyn ran across to one of her dorm mate's bed, shaking large lump under the blanket. Her face was written over entirely with concern. [color=367588][b] "Hello? Are you hurt? Please, answer me!"[/b][/color] [hr] Rex Delends noticed the girl escaping behind him, and was prepared to start a new tune just for her. That was until he was slammed in the chest by some terrible force. He recovered, but his mask was gone. And his hat. And his conducting stick. An enraged face appeared where the mask had been. Anger flowed through him, as he teleported behind Patricia and pulled out a smaller conducting stick than his cane. Rocket propelled grenades flew through the air to the tone of mozart, at Patricia and the wall constructed behind her. He whisked the stick through the air in the opposite direction, sending a hailstorm of bullets through the hallway Meruin was running in and to the other side of Patricia, trying to cut off her escape. For now, Jocelyn and Reina were safe, with only a few bullets flying by them. [hr] Everything was happening faster than the speed Patricia was going at. The time between the punch she had thrown at the suited psycho and her almost getting blown up by a grenade was a literal millisecond. In an attempt to run back to Octavia the little woman stopped and ducked, shrieking as the grenades exploded behind her. [hr] Meruin "tsk'ed" in response to the hail of bullets flying at her. So he had noticed her after all. How troublesome. Well, at least this confirmed his intent - he was definitely a hostile. Seeing the hailstorm of bullets come at her, Meruin slid her hand across the floor, filling it with mana. The problem with bullet swarms was their inefficieny, she thought. So many bullets, so little chance that all of them would actually hit the target. She understood the concept. It was from way back when arrows were still the norm - if you flooded the sky with arrows, then no doubt that [i]someone[/i] in the opposing army would get hit. Against a single person, however, it was a waste of arrows - or bullets, as the case maybe. No matter how many projectiles came, there were only a certain few that were gauranteed to hit her, and it was against those few that Meruin would concentrate her defense, As she turned around, she activated the latent mana she had injected into the floor, transmuting it into a line of walls that continuouslt sprung up behind her. It covered her back - the only actual spot that could be hit, and she kept running, slapping sheets of paper left and right. She frowned. She was getting tired already; in the first place, she was not fond of physical activity, and it showed. Meruin was probably below average when it came to fitness. She considered working out once, but decided against it - ultimately, it was simply not her thing. . . . and she was also going off tangent again. In any case, she turned around, ready to face this not-so-masked foe. Her territory was small, but it would do for now. It seemed that she was not his only target for the night, which was good. She could make use of that. Meruin began forming the parameters for her spell in her head. [color=a187be][i]Targets: four[/i] [i]Include: male, females[/i] [i]Inferential disparity in relation to perception set at 100%[/i] [i]Spell set timed at approximately three minutes[/i][/color] Meruin frowned. Three minutes . . . she was slower than than intended. Strange, strange and also dangerous. Something had definitely affected her earlier, and she had a sneaking suspicion it had to do with that little girl she met earlier today. That requires more investigation . . . She began the chant for her spell, her eyes trained to where her opponent was, eye intently drinking in every detail. [hr] The marching music suddenly stopped by the actions of the familiar from Jocelyn. Reina blinked a few times under the sheets pondering to herself what was happening in the room around her. She wanted to go and look but was still to afraid that the man in the room would still be there to hurt Reina and her room mates. It was a weird thing, thinking on why he would attack this particulair room. Another bullet flew close past Reina making her realise that the magic of the masked man hadn't completely stopped yet. She squinted her eyes close again hoping it was just a bad dream. Out of nowhere someone had touched her. Her eyes immediatly sprung to panic mode as screamed internally. Maybe if she pretended that she was dead the man would leave her alone but when she suddenly heard the concerned girl her voice her head sprung up. Reina immedialy seemed to have calmed down by the soothing voice of the girl. Her expression brightened up a little as she raised the sheets from her small frame. A small blush was shown on her face as she sat upright and faced the girl. She gave a reasuring nod that she was fine at the girl and gave a small smile towards her that it wasn't a lie. [hr] [hider=Feel the power of Yuri! (Not Canon)] Meruin looked on with undisguised interest at the scene playing before her. Amidst a hailstorm of death, it seemed even love could bloom. She was not particularly inclined to the feeling of love - but she was aware of its importance, and so every chance she got, she observed and noted instances of budding romance, like the one unfolding in front of her at this moment. She noted the blush, the adjustment in posture, and the reassurance from despair. She noticed how flowers bloomed in the background, and how the bullets turned into cherry pink petals that floated on the non-existant wind. From the moment the two girls eyes met, Meruin could see a faint glow begin to eminate from their chests, that slowly began to expand. Meruin covered her eyes. It was too bright! The man with the mask could scarcely defend himself against the pure and innocent power that bloomed between them. The blood turned in his body heated up and turned pick, moving so quickly through his veins as his soul was excited by the POWER OF LOVE! His baton turned into a pure white Lily, and he fell to his knees in awe, his legs no longer able to support him under the weight of the world. Their world. The world that contained only the two of them. Meruin wondered if [i]she[/i] would ever be able to find love like that. A love so powerful in rendered all magic nothing more than mere party tricks. Her heart-rate sped up as never before-thought thoughts of romance appeared in her mind. [color=pink] "Yes,"[/color] she thought, [color=pink]"love! Love is the answer! Love is the true magic!"[/color] White hot tears were shed unbidden, and Meruin looked into the horizon of the rising sun, heart filled with hope. Now she needed to find someone to kiss. [/hider] [hr] [center]"N-no, not in the least, I'm fine... I think we maybe should get out of here before we really do get hurt."[/center] She gave an awkard smile at the girl and stood up from her bed. It was a little awkward for someone else to see her in her pyjamas like that but it was a girl atleast so it wasn't as terrible as it seemed to be. Yet the bullets kept passing close by the two. It was a miracle they hadn't been hit yet but you didn't hear her complain about it in the least. Reina spotted the not so masked man. He seemed to have lost some of the items he had at first, mostly his mask of course. He only seemed focussed on Meruin and Patricia at the moment so Reina and Jocelyn had time to think up a plan. [hr] "I see," Jocelyn replied, nodding. Good. At least this girl wasn't one of the things in the room with bullet holes indented into their surface. Little Jo's eyes widened as she spotted the grenades flying past the blonde familiar and into the wall, exploding upon contact. A blizzard of bullets was bad enough, but come on, [i]grenades?[/i] "If this person isn't going to hold back with his extravagant attacks, then I won't either!" Jocelyn raised her arms, concentrating her mana into them. Around her scrawny arms appeared four birds of water, two on each side. "Patricia, stay down!" [i]Even if I can't hit him, the least I can do is distract him with these birds![/i] And with that said, the birds flew off, hurtling towards the suited psycho. Rex countinued to peacefully conduct his orchestra, welcoming Meriun upon her return. [color=gold]"Welcome home sweetheart. Glad you returned for your treats!"[/color] The madman began launching Rocket propelled grenades at Meriun as well, making sure each one had their fair share of explosive death. If the fast woman headed towards him again, he would try to teleport out of the way. [hr] Meruin kept chanting, even as the rockets approached her. The rockets headed in for the collision, about to touch her body. Meruin opened her eyes, and broke down the rockets into their base parts - in a sense, they were still "rockets" but "disassembled"; so long as it could be transmuted, she would break it down once it was close enough to approach her. She looked at the disassembled rocket parts then back at the masked man. With a crack of light, the rocket reassmbled itself, and a fuse was lit - now the rockets were headed towards him instead. [hr] This apparently surprised him. He forced himself to teleport again, this time behind the woman. "You are skilled, my lady! Seems to be a reason boss sent me for you!" A [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-t1ZSaR-Y20]New Song[/url] started playing, and the man sung along as flames began to fly from the walls, as if shot by ten flamethrowers. [color=gold]"TROGDOR! TROGDOR! Trogdor was a man I mean, he was a dragon man Or maybe he was just a dragon But he was still TROGDOR! TROGDOR! Burninating the countryside, Burninating the peasants Burninating all the peoples And their thatched-roof COTTAGES! THATCHED-ROOF COTTAGES! Woah, this has wicked dueling guitar solos! It's like, Squeedly versus Meedley over here. Go Squeedly! Go Squeedly! SQUEEDLY WINS! When all the land is in ruin, And burnination has forsaken the countryside, Only one guy will remain. My money's on TROGDOR! TROGDOR! And theTrogdor comes in the NIIIGHT..."[/color] Smoke filled the room, which was surprisingly fireproofed. [hr] Reina noted that the not so masked man was talking to somebody else that appeared to be in the hallway area. She looked at hallway and indeed saw another girl she had never seen before running around dodging the attacks that the man was trowing at her. Suddenly the sound of a lot more explosion being shot erupted from the hallway and somewhat startled Reina. She hoped the girl could handle herself and looked quite concerend about it if she was still alright. [center]"I'm going to help that girl."[/center] Reina starting running towards the hallway with both her hands bundeld up in front of her chest. Her hair swung from left to right as her feet pattered on the floor. As soon as she wanted to walk out of the room rockets flew past her and exploded further into the hallway. Reina stammered back balancing herself with both her hands. It was a close call, if she had been out there she would likely have been duplicated serveral times in tinier bits across the hallway. [hider=Mood music][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pppp6Jzuc3A[/youtube][/hider] Reina got herself together again and stepped outside the room the man began singing again but this time a very strange and terrible song. Flames erupted out of the wall like flamethrowers had been there all this time. Reina knew what she had to do. [center]"Get back in the room! Now!"[/center] Reina gave the girl only a few seconds time before she deeply exhaled one last time with her hands still bundled up on her chest. She started inhaling all the air around her, her mouth grew in width and soon a small red/purple tornado started forming from her mouth it grew in size and had taken occupied part of the hallway. All the flames and smoke that were being made from the magic flame throwers were sucked up into her mouth. The chants that Meruin had placed close by the area were Reina was at were being sucked up too just like the mana from anyone that was still in the hallway. [hr] As soon as her roommate's mouth expanded to the size of Australia, Jocelyn scampered off somewhere else to shelter herself from, well, being sucked in. She didn't know the capabilities of this girl's black hole for a mouth, but it was best to play it safe. Zooming across the floor, Patricia managed to make it to Jocelyn's side when the girl called for her to escape. At this point, Rex was starting to worry. The girls could reverse his rockets, steal his mask, and eat his fire. Time for his final move. He simply decided to teleport behind Jocelyn and whack her upside the head with his conducting stick. Of course, little Jocelyn wasn't exactly the strongest of people. Well, in a physical sense anyway. One harsh blow from the mage's conducting stick knocking her out. Rex gave the girls a harsh smile. [color=gold]"I hope you choose to take care of your friend. I'll have another date with you later, princesses."[/color] A wave of his conductor's wand, a few bullets, and a teleport later he was gone.