Khaat could feel Brian's concern growing for her as the beating she was taking from her father was getting more intense. She got up on her feet and looked at her father.
"Are you ready to quit?" he asked her.
"You mean am I ready to not go with you tomorrow," she said.
"Exactly," he replied.
"Never," she said, her anger at Gelding and everything he'd put her through burning strong.
"Then prove it," he told her. "Levicorpus!" he fired again at her. Instantly, she was swung up into the air by her ankles. She cried out sharply in pain, the pain bringing tears instantly because of how severe it was. Her head spun and she nearly blacked out.
"Libercorpus!" Brian fired his own wand, unable to see her hurt. He used his wand to lower her to the floor. "Enough!" Brian was outraged. He flew to her. He gathered her up in his arms and wrapped her close. "You can do that to me if you want, Robert, but...."
"Do you think, for one moment, that Burke won't make full use of her injuries when he sees them? Get your brain in gear and think, Brian! He sees her injured and he's liable to break both her ankles again just to have her at a disadvantage and to make her double her suffering before he does much of anything else. Do you think I enjoy this? I'd rather her deal with me here...."
"Because you're so much kinder?" Brian retorted bitterly.
"Yes," Robert said. "I am."
Khaat buried her face in Brian's shoulder, and he soothed her. "Let me see," he said softly. He lifted her face to look at him. He tenderly wiped the blood off her face. "That's going to really bruise, Babe," he said. Her father knelt at her feet and barely touched her ankles, and she turned her face into Brian's neck tearfully. They hurt.
She felt her father take firm hold of the injured ankles now and numb them for her. It made her head spin. His pain relief spell was immensely strong when it needed to be. She was limp now on Brian's shoulder. "She's going to be fine," Robert said. "But she's going to have more swelling and pain and bruising. She'll need to ice them and elevate them. We're not going to talk about this any more tonight. Understood?"
"You and I have a great deal to talk about," Brian said, his eyes burning with anger as he held Khaat.
"Take her up to bed while I check on the rest of your first string squad," Robert ordered quietly. "Have Angus stay with her and take care of her." Brian handed Khaat her wand and picked her up. He apparated upstairs to their room and called for Angus.
Angus apparated upstairs with both girls still in his arms. He looked at Khaat as she clung to Brian, trying not to cry anymore. Brian laid her on the bed. "Let's get her to bed," Brian said. "Leave the girls here with her." Angus brought the playpen into the bedroom and put the girls there to play with some toys while Brian tucked Khaat into bed. Angus brought ice packs, elevated her ankles on pillows and then packed both ankles in ice before he covered her. Brian sat her up on a couple of pillows so she could watch the babies. He laid her wand beside her on the bed.
"I'll bring you some chamomile tea," Angus said to her soothingly as Brian brushed away some of her tears. He disappeared downstairs, and it was her mother who brought the tea back up to her.
"I'm sorry he did that, my dear," Kate kissed Khaat's bruising cheek tenderly. "You rest. I'll watch the girls. Go to sleep if you can. Brian, I know you and Angus need to get downstairs to the bruising session. I'll stay with Khaat."
"Thank you, Kate. Its about time I gave him a bruise or two myself," Brian said in quiet anger.
"Dont hurt him," Khaat said.
"No, I won't. I need him for tomorrow, "Brian reassured her. "Take care of her, Kate." He and Angus apparated back down to the cellar. "Alright, Robert. You made yoru point. So who are you going to knock out of the running next?" Personally, Brian didn't see much of anyone wanting to go toe to toe against Robert. He was just far too formidible for much of anybody to want to spar with. Brian did it because he believe it made him a better fighter, and he wanted time agaist him now. But in all the years he'd sparred with him, he hadn't even beaten him. He'd come close, but he had never actually defeated Robert. And he'd seen a lot of people hurt trying. Eventually, if they took Robert's lessons to heart, they did turn out to be significantly better fighters. But he didn't need them so incapacitated tonight that they could not fight tomorrow.
"I don't know," Robert said. He looked at the little band of recruits. "Who wants to try their skills while they still can? Before the battle begins?"