Arv deftly switched the narrative of the story as he returned to his own perspective. "The only spell that sprung to mind in that life-or-death moment was a bizarre one; just because it was the last spell I'd used that day. Aguamenti. But I used it with such insistence and urgency that our friend Antonia got a full-force jet of water shot straight into her eyes. She flew back and fled. She did take a chunk of my hand with me, but..."

He held up one large, weather-beaten hand for her to inspect. "All better now. Just like magic."