Under normal circumstances, Wolfe might have kept his cool under the pressure of being in this type of situation. Had he not grown impatient, he perhaps would not be this annoyed. Not only was he angry with this person who tormented his ears with bloody Christmas songs, but had caused him to fall on his bum in result of said song. This person was on his shit-list, and he really wanted to cause them some form of pain. So, against his better judgement, he had used a hex that would cause them pain should it hit, which he was not all together sure if it did in this blasted darkness. Then again, darkness would prove to be at his advantage because he darted to the left the minute he had shot the spell off so the other person was still unaware of his exact position.It seemed as if he still had his wits about him, because if were truly angry then he would not have been capable of thinking up the idea of move the minute he finished with one spell. The clouds rumbled suddenly, and Wolfe silently prayed that it would not begin to lightning. While he was a fan of rain, and thunderstorms, he knew that in a situation like this the extra light from lightning would prove disadvanteous to him.

If the light lit up then the other person would be able to glimpse his general position, and actually hit him with one of the spells that he, or she, were firing blindly in his general direction. Wolfe ran through the list of spells that he knew, and cast a shield charm, wondering how affective it would be given his skill level as far as charms went. Once the charm was up, he looked up to notice that the other person had englarged the bushes that the old potion maker had in his yard, thus creating a bit of a wall between the two of them. Wolfe was annoyed all over again because of this, it was a minor inconvience, but it still was irritating. After a brief internal cursing, he pointed his wand at the enlarged bushes and blasted through wit with relative ease but this proved pointless when he heard the definitive Crack of apparation, and spun around.

"Bloody bitch!" he said not caring if this person was male or female. Either way the person was still a bitch in his opinion. Suddenly, and painfully, the bark around his neck burned hot against his skin, alerting him of the red bolt shooting from his opponents wand and towards him. Damnit, was all he thought as he raised his wand quickly. Flabrorum he muttered as the red bolt hit him. The world went black as he fell to the ground.

(There, now she can go get her bloody potions *waves away* XD and she can get more injured from Flabrorum, depending how far it blasted her and what she hits ^^;; Lemme know if you wanted the duel to go on longer and i'll edit *smooches*)

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Dear Angel, I feel so numb and so far away
I can see myself on the pavement where I lay
Oh Angel, why do I stare so? What do I see?
Why do these lifeless eyes look at way back at me?