"Anne can't be healed! When are you going to accept it!?"

Sebastian's eyes burn. Why can't he understand? Solomon's never even tried. He refused to look into Ranrok's loyalists, refused to look for a cure for Anne. He's long given up, but Sebastian won't.

"Never! I will never accept it! AVADA KEDAVRA!"

The shot of green light, vibrant as emerald and elegant as a bird in flight, strikes Solomon square in the chest.

He seems to fall in slow motion. Sebastian blinks once, twice- and he's gone. His body's there, lying on the ground, but Sebastian knows he isn't there anymore. It takes him a moment to realize he is holding his breath. The first he takes is shaky, and he drops his wand.

He watches it clatter, stepping back- "DEPULSO!" Anne's spell hits Sebastian, sending him flying into the stone wall of the dungeon.

"You've made your choice..." Anne's voice is weak. Sebastian notices, and immediately worries. His head hurts. Anne kneels over their Uncle's body, but doesn't let her expression break. "...You did this."