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Third Person POV
That City.
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Tension was all over the city as Snape analyzed the environment for a few seconds, observing all the devastation the Death Eaters were causing in front of him where he could see destroyed houses on fire, while the buildings were in the same state, not to mention the screams of pain and cries for help amid the sounds of spells being fired with the growls of werewolves.
Even the battle between the Death Eaters and the Aurors was affecting the city, with stray spells hitting buildings and houses, destroying everything.
"These bastards..." Snape muttered, as his shadow began to expand, reacting to his anger.
Snape had never seen Voldemort's group act like this, seeing so many deaths and devastation of innocent people irritated him like never before since he came to this world.
If this is how they're going to act, so be it, they will be treated the same way.
Snape's shadow began to explode, even though no one there realized the danger forming in that corner of the city.
That's when his main soldiers began to appear, one by one: Igris (Knight), Ouroboros (Ancient Basilisk), Fawkes (the phoenix), Tank (Bear King), Glacius (ice elf commander), Kargalgan (Orc Shaman), Voltaran (Centaur King).
Right behind them, the other shadows emerged: common soldiers, archers and mages, along with bears, ice elves, orcs, and centaurs.
To finish, a dozen dark wizards took position.
All the soldiers began to line up behind Snape, while a crowd of more than two hundred shadows formed throughout the street.
Some wizards flying by began to notice the glowing soldiers — twelve of them with strange forms among the black crowd.
"What is that...?" a Death Eater murmured, trying to defend himself from an attack.
Even those on brooms stopped, shocked, watching the scene.
"Hm?" said a werewolf, who had just devoured a man in his house.
He stepped out into the street, walking with narrowed eyes, fixed on a hooded man standing on that side, whose cloak moved slightly with the wind.
Behind him, all those magical forms glowing in shades of black, blue, red and other colors stared at him.
No one knew what that was.
Thinking that even with the dark appearance, it could be something from the Dark Lord himself, but soon they would realize they were wrong.
Snape accessed his system and in his inventory, pulled out his sword made of goblin metal.
Then he looked at Igris beside him.
"Igris... this is yours," he said, throwing the sword, which was easily caught by the knight.
"Use it from now on," Snape ordered.
That sword would be better than any he was currently using.
After seeing Igris test the weight and place it on the ground waiting for the king's command, Snape's eyes turned forward, facing a lone werewolf who was watching him cautiously.
Snape opened both hands.
And one of his daggers materialized, surrounded by lightning, while he kept another one stored to use the wand in his other hand.
"Let's begin," he murmured, taking the first step — and disappearing in the same instant.
The werewolf, 50 meters away, didn't even have time to react.
He felt the presence appear behind him a second before his neck was pierced by that dagger and then decapitated right there.
The scene was witnessed by nearby Aurors and dark wizards, who looked on, surprised.
"You know what to do," Snape said to his soldiers right behind.
"Everyone who has a dark mark on their hands... kill them all."
In the next moment, everyone began to move, spreading throughout the city.
They passed by Snape, heading in all directions.
The attack caught many by surprise, as battles erupted in every street.
Conflicts between Aurors and Death Eaters took place on every corner.
Some dark wizards continued to torture people regardless of gender or age — purely for the pleasure of sadism and chaos.
Everyone was caught off guard when shadows began to appear in various forms and in every part of the city.
The first scene was a battle between two pairs of Aurors against Death Eaters.
The Aurors were surprised to see, as they exchanged spells, someone advancing along the walls, running before leaping into the sky and falling on top of one of the Death Eaters without them noticing, slicing him in half with a massive sword.
The man's companion, frightened, tried to cast a spell, not knowing what that thing in front of them was.
Before he could hit the shadow, Igris dodged the death spell and slashed the other wizard, decapitating him with precision.
"Hey... what is that?" one of the Aurors murmured, stunned, taking a step back upon seeing their two enemies dead.
Igris simply stared at them.
His face was hidden by the shadow of his helmet, and his black form with glowing blue lights shone.
The knight's armor and the goblin metal sword surprised everyone present — no one knew what that creature was, nor how it had killed two dark wizards so effortlessly.
At the same time, a Death Eater in another part of the city was enjoying himself with three other companions as they tormented a family with Cruciatus, watching them scream in pain, right after killing the Aurors who had faced them.
Then they were surprised when something appeared at incredibly high speed, showing up right in front of them and piercing the chest of one of the wizards with an ice spear.
The impact made his chest explode, and his body began to freeze instantly, killing him on the spot.
The others tried to react quickly, but the ice elf turned with supernatural agility and slashed one of their necks using the tip of the spear.
Then, he dodged an Avada Kedavra spell with a swift, precise movement — moving fast enough to dodge a bullet — and retreated the next moment.
Spinning his spear, he quickly hurled it at the third and final man, impaling and killing him as well.
Except for the second wizard choking on his own blood, unable to do anything on the ground, they were all dead now.
The family, still relatively unharmed — though one of the members had been hit by spells — watched the scene in fear, staring at the appearance of the dark elf with glowing blue eyes.
Saying nothing, he simply pulled his spear from the enemy's body and moved in another direction, leaving them behind.
In another part of the city, while several fights took place, a wall exploded violently from one of the buildings.
A massive figure appeared, carrying a werewolf in its mouth before completely crushing it.
Three other werewolves were on top of the creature, trying to bite it.
But it shook its body violently, throwing off one of the enemies.
When he hit the ground, Tank bit him brutally, making his body explode in blood.
The remaining two tried to attack him, but Tank shook them off easily and killed them shortly after.
A green lightning bolt — the killing curse — struck Tank just as he eliminated the last werewolf.
His body dissolved into smoke, apparently dead... but, slowly, he began to regenerate.
The mist surrounding him remained, bubbling as he reconstituted himself.
The Aurors and Death Eaters watching the scene, including the wizard who had cast the Avada Kedavra, were stunned to see the creature continue regenerating as if nothing had happened, even after a killing curse.
Suddenly, a scream echoed from one of the nearby streets, catching everyone's attention.
A massive figure began to slide across the ground.
"Is that what I think it is...?!" exclaimed one of the wizards, his voice trembling.
"No... it can't be..."
A huge black snake, with glowing blue eyes, was advancing directly toward them.
"That's a basilisk, isn't it?!" one of the Death Eaters exclaimed, horrified.
Some believed it might be something summoned by Voldemort, but, in the next moment, the snake truly reared up and lunged at one of the Death Eaters, crashing to the ground and crushing his body with such force that it exploded.
The others backed away immediately.
It launched the broken body into the air and, then, opened its mouth, devouring it in front of everyone.
The Death Eaters looked on, horrified, not understanding what those things were.
Quickly, several Avada Kedavra spells were fired at the creature.
They hit its body, but, unlike what happened with the bear, none of the death spells had any effect in destroying it — after all, basilisks were immune to magic.
It advanced quickly and devoured a second man.
Its fangs crushed the wizard's body, who screamed for his life — but it was already too late.
The body exploded in blood, its eyes glowing at the other Death Eaters, who didn't know how to deal with that thing, stepping back.
No matter how many spells or what kind were cast at the shadow basilisk, nothing worked, while it kept killing the Death Eaters — with the Aurors simply watching, not knowing how to proceed.
At the same time, lightning bolts began firing from another part of the city.
The werewolves tried to run, but were hit almost instantly by a 4-meter-tall centaur, carrying a spear of yellow lightning.
He launched himself into the air, and the yellow bolts shooting from his weapon tore through the creatures' bodies.
"What are these things?!" the werewolves growled, trying to resist, but ended up turning to dust under the impacts of the lightning raining down on them.
Some tried to charge at Voltaran, the centaur, who slammed the base of his spear against the ground with great force.
A flash exploded from the point of contact, and lightning spread in all directions, striking any nearby creature with overwhelming power — paralyzing them while he galloped down the street, killing them one by one, completely.
Elsewhere in the city, suddenly, a beam of red flames was launched into the sky, creating a diagonal line of fire.
Although it seemed weak, the magic began to strike all the Death Eaters who were flying.
As the flames touched them, their bodies turned to dust along with their brooms, falling as burnt flesh, already dead.
The line of fire remained active, and its presence in the sky began to worry those still fighting in the air.
When the wizards saw the shadow of the red fire on the ground, surrounded by guards, they immediately associated it with a famous monster known for creating shields over noble houses during attacks — now visibly present and killing Death Eaters with flame spells none of them recognized.
The entire city was consumed by battle.
But quickly, the massacre began to turn one-sided.
The Death Eaters started to fall in every corner.
The shadows advanced, eliminating both wizards and werewolves.
And it wasn't just the commanders engaged in battle.
The shadow soldiers were invading houses, shops, and buildings, hunting any werewolf or human with the cave mark on their hands.
They began to massacre their targets while saving the Muggles.
Some managed to temporarily repel the attacks from the shadows, but when the shadows returned after regenerating, they surprised the enemies by appearing again, landing lethal blows — since their guards were down after thinking they had eliminated them.
Ordinary people watched, stunned, at the advance of the shadows.
They passed through the streets, ignoring civilians, and attacked only those who tortured or killed innocents.
Werewolves and Death Eaters were the targets.
Even the Aurors were lost.
They didn't know whether they should attack those creatures or not.
But the shadows didn't even see them as targets — they were simply clearing the entire area, leaving dozens of Death Eaters dead in the streets.
"What's happening here... these things...?!" some murmured in shock.
"Quick! Alert the Minister for Magic! Tell her there are shadow creatures all over the city, massacring the Death Eaters! And... and maybe even the Dark Lord himself!"
They sent the alerts, not daring to attack those creatures that seemed invincible.
They saw that the shadows were slaughtering all their enemies and, even when destroyed by dark spells, always came back... and they certainly didn't want to meet the same fate.
At the same time, while chaos consumed the city and the battle rapidly turned into a massacre with shadows emerging, Snape walked silently through one of the streets.
He had a dagger in one hand and his wand in the other.
He spotted a dozen Death Eaters fighting against Aurors.
He approached unnoticed, until he was very close.
In the next instant, he vanished.
He reappeared beside one of the unsuspecting Death Eaters and slit his throat with the dagger.
Then, vanished again, appearing beside another enemy and throwing the dagger backward, embedding it in the head of another wizard.
Pulling it out with a tug, he disappeared once more.
Quickly, Snape began clearing the path, eliminating Death Eaters in seconds — some didn't even realize they were dead, so swift and precise was his action.
Moments later, dozens of bodies began to fall, one after another.
Snape appeared on the other side of the street, walking calmly again.
Some Aurors froze and stared, stunned, seeing the bloodied dagger in one of his hands.
But he said nothing and made no effort to explain what was happening there.
He didn't care about the looks.
He simply continued on toward the center of the city.
"What... what was that?" murmured one of the Aurors, speechless as Snape moved down the streets, disappearing from their view after vanishing.
Snape's phoenix flew through the sky, letting out cries.
It wasn't a combat shadow — he mainly used it for teleportation and scouting.
It let out a new high-pitched song, catching Snape's attention as it approached in a low flight.
"So you found him?" Snape asked.
The phoenix let out a confirming sound.
"He's in the center of the city?" Snape pressed.
The bird cried out again, confirming.
"Very well... let's see you, Voldemort." Snape said, eyes glowing beneath the hood.
Then, without hesitation, he advanced in the direction of the center of the destruction.
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Chapter 194 - Expecto Patronum.
Chapter 199 - The tournament begins.
Chapter 209 - It has begun.
Chapter 218 - The Battle in the Sky of London.
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