Chapter 857 - Giant’s Rampage (2/2)
Bilius and Ronell hurriedly reached for their wands and had begun to attack the giant in an attempt to aid Ignatius in his endeavor to free his wife, Lucretia from the giant's grasp. The spells harmlessly bounce off the giant's skin without any effect. Juliet does not wait to see if their attacks are successful or not and instead points her wand at the nearest wall. ”Bombero!” She screamed blasting an opening in the side of the house.
”Run!” Juliet paused to shout to those remaining inside the cottage, before tugging Lorcan away with Bill clinging to the older boy.
The night is freezing as their breaths leave warm puffs of air behind with every panicked breath. Following closely behind is Druella Black, who with unknown strength is dragging her daughter, Andromeda, and cousin-in-law by marriage, Molly Weasley behind her. Druella was not about to remain behind to help Lucretia. It was not that she wished death upon her in-law, but she knew that most magic is useless against giants. Their current best chance for survival was to run, and she had her daughter Andromeda to think of and her in-law by marriage, Molly Weasley. The two younger witches were pregnant and Druella would without hesitation choose the two of them over Lucretia Prewett (nee Black).
The snow crunches loudly in their ears as giant looming figures can be seen in the distance attacking the village of Fernburgh. Screams can be heard as houses are torn apart like dollhouses. The possessing magic attempt to fight and flee, while the muggles are helplessly taken away by the giants. A faint, terrible metallic scent is carried on the wind as the sounds of feasting Giants can be heard from the village. Loud popping sounds can be heard echoing down in the valley as the roar of Giant's abruptly is heard with the arrival of the Auror's in the distance. The village center is much too far away from their home for them to safely make a break in that direction.
The screaming of Lucretia abruptly ceases as a loud crunching sound is heard behind them. Juliet nor Druella dare to pause and look back as they hurry even faster forward and hold on even tighter to their charges being dragged after them. They instantly knew from the wails of anguish from Ignatius Prewett that Lucretia was dead. The scent of fresh blood wafts towards them causing Lorcan's eyes to widen in fear and Bill to bury his face deeper into Lorcan's shoulder.
Neither Juliet nor Druella ceased to move frantically dragging their charges towards the snow-covered hills. Behind them, Ignatius enraged by grief raises his wand to foolishly attack the giant again. ”Evil fiend, face me!” He roared brandishing spell after spell that merely skimmed off the giant's flesh without causing any arm.
Bilius foolishly attempts to continue to aid Ignatius, but Ronell forcefully drags his brother away. Bilius tries to fight, but Ronell pulls at his brother's hair by force to make him move. Bilius is dragged away by his hair and helplessly watches Ignatius attacking fruitlessly until at long last a spell cuts into the flesh of the giant.
The giant lets out a roar of pain and raises his meaty fists high in the air, before bringing them down with full force. A thundering smash is heard as the Weasley home is smashed to the ground with a loud groan. As if puppet strings are abruptly cut, Bilius ceases to struggle against his brother. In horror and agony, he watches the giant smash the cottage to bits until nothing, but smithereens are left. The mangled corpse of Ignatius Prewett is indescribable beyond having become a red-smushed mangled carpet rug.
Seeing his brother no longer fighting, Ronell with great relief releases the hair of Bilius having pulled out of his brother's crimson hair. Without hesitation, he drags his stunned brother away by the collar quickly following the tracks of the women into the snow-covered hills. There are still children left to protect namely his nephew, Bill, and the boy, Lorcan, and not to mention their sister-in-law, Molly, and the others. Arthur would never forgive them if they allowed for anything to happen to Molly and nor would they forgive themselves. Molly was a wonderful sister-in-law, and they dearly cared for the wife of their youngest brother.
The giant clumsily wipes its hands clean of the red mush on its tattered, giant baggy pants. The giant snorts at the smell, before ŀɨċkɨnġ a large clump of flesh from his hand and making a face at the taste. The giant spits out the clump of flesh with a disgruntled expression, before its evil, beady eyes brighten up. It much preferred the taste of softer flesh especially those of females and children. Ignoring the two remaining human males, the giant hungrily moves forward towards the women and children trying to reach the village ward boundary to safely apperate away.
”Come now, Bilius. Now is not the time to have a nervous breakdown,” Ronell hissed loudly at his older brother.
”They are all dead,” Bilius numbly gasped in sheer shellshock.
”Wake up!” Ronell growled trying to shake his brother awake, before resorting to slapping him with all his might across the face.
Bilius slowly seems to wake up after the third painful slap. With bright red handprints on his face, Bilius bȧrėly dodges the next slap and weakly scowls at his younger brother.
”Good, you're finally awake!” Ronell impatiently hissed, before releasing his brother and hurrying forward.. ”Come on!” He hissed as an alarmed expression grows on Bilius's face as he recalls his beloved Juliet and her son, Lorcan! The two men try to hurry through the snow-covered ground that shakes with each of the giant's steps causing them to slip and slide across the frozen ground.