Sandra turned, snarling, to face the incoming storm sent by Gabrielle. Bringing up her wand, she began to weave through the storm, hacking at it left and right.
"Sandra!" Thomas shouted, running towards her. "Faelan's dead, The Order just keeps coming! We have to go I-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Sandra winced as Thomas was thrown to the ground by the force of the curse, wand rolling from his lifeless fingers. Snarling, she gave him an angry kick to the head. Stupid. Idiotic. Getting himself killed like that...She readied her wand, firing more jets of green death towards the approaching order, but something wasn't right. The attacks didn't phase them, they simply continued advancing as if nothing had happened. "No!" Sandra shouted as the wall of bodies pressed in closer. "No, this can't be...real."
"DAMNIT!" She roared, pointing her wand at her own wrist. "DIFFINDO!" She screamed in pain as the spell ripped open her wrist, but the cut wasn't fatal, and did what it was supposed to do - mainly, snap her out of the auror's illusion spell. "Bitch." She snarled, whipping her wand at the true storm Gabrielle had created. "Finite." She muttered, and though it took no small amount of effort, the storm subsided before it could do any true damage.
"Wonderful." She muttered to herself as more Order arrived. "Bloody fantastic. DEATH EATERS! FORM A CIRCLE WITH ME! SHOULDERS TOGETHER, FACING OUT! NOW!!"