Amycus’ legs were trembling, the fire seemed to leap out at him. He tried to swallow his panic. Right now, that could kill him. He was sure the Death Eaters would leave him alone, he’s a pureblood and an heir. Still that didn’t stop him from fearing the worst: a rogue spell, an unlucky blow by debris, the fire. Finally he was able to get his feet under him, there weren’t an students in his immediate vicinity. Not that he would’ve helped them, he only had one person on his mind. His sister. He had to find her. “Alecto!” He screamed over the battle, “Alecto! Answer me!”