The moonlight cast eerie shadows on the walls of the abandoned mansion, where the Death Eaters had gathered. Cloaked in dark robes and masks, they awaited their next instructions. Among them stood an unknown Death Eater, his presence imposing despite the anonymity of his mask. He stepped forward, addressing the group in a cold, measured tone.

"Tonight, we strike fear into the hearts of those who dare defy the Dark Lord," he announced, his voice echoing with a chilling authority. "Remember, failure is not an option. Show no mercy, for they deserve none."

As he spoke, his eyes glinted with a ruthless determination, visible even through the slits of his mask. The other Death Eaters nodded, their wands gripped tightly, ready to unleash havoc upon the wizarding world.