Fiendfyre, what the hell! It was such a dark and difficult curse to use and near impossible to deflect. Nick watched the birds bust into flames and then watched them gallop towards him. Demons shaped like dragons and phoenix’s, there really wasn’t anything for it, he would have to fight fyre with fyre. Swishing his wand he spoke the incantation non verbally and in a horrible flash there were basilisk shaped figures, slythering there way towards Matt’s curse, enveloping his fyre in their accursed flames. It provided a sort of shield but Nick would dive to the side anyways, if not only just to get out of the way of the battle that was taking place in the sky. He almost skidded of the edge of the mountain as he did so but managed to compose himself in time “Sectusempra, Stupefy!”
Nicholas took a little bit of time too gaze over at Christabelle. She looked so upset at all this and it was truly heartbreaking to watch. They had not even really gotten too know each other, but the time they had spent in each others company had been perfect. He smiled and drew a little love heart in the air with his wand, it was the same sort of show of magic he had used when they had first met. If he died today, he would die happy, the love heart glowed gold as it levitated in the air. There was no time to dwell however as Nick rose to his feet "Imperio."