Destiny smirked as her first two spells had come in contact with Ayra's shield and weakened it soooo much that the next two made contact with the girl. She had to admit, the water looked awfully soothing but that wiped from her head as she saw the freezing charm hit. Arya looked cold, and it served her right for sending those flaming tree stumps on Destiny. Sure, a little bit of cold and water would not do to much harm to the Huffie, it wasn't winter anymore and it was only used to slow her down a bit. The crucio was meant to cause the real pain...

...and it was dodged at the last second! Crud. Not even having enough time to retreat back to her little spot in the arena, Destiny was being pounced on and shoved by Ayra. That only made the pain in her ribs increase and the anger rise. 'Way..to..resort..to..muggle..fighting.' she whispered now lying on her back. That should be another rule; do not act like a muggle in a wizard duel, and Destiny would have taken a note of that if she wasn't in the middle of something important.

Destiny started to sit up when she was only knocked back down by the diffindo Ayra had thrown at her. Lying back on her back, Destiny placed her hands on her stomach and felt the blood rush through her fingers. Oh Merlin. She could not look down at that, or she would lose the duel because she passed out at the sight of blood. She was already dizzy from the loss of blood from her ankle, and this was no help at all. Quickly and as quietly as she could, Destiny put up her shield charm but that was broken by the stupefy spell.

Merlin.

Moving only her head, Destiny looked around the arena and could hear the faint voice of Arya levitating something and then freezing it. She found out soon enough that they were frozen pieces of sticks. She only had time to produce a small shield that covered her face, and the rest of her body was pricked with icicle sticks. Destiny would not wish this much pain on anyone, except maybe Ayra, for she needed to feel more pain.

Rolling on her side to see where Arya was at, her vision was slightly blocked by a dirt cloud. Dirt was easy to take care of, and Destiny pointed her wand and muttered a rather inaudible 'Evanesco.' Cleaning spells DO come in handy during a duel, and she would have to thank her parents later on. When the dirt had vanished, Destiny saw Ayra lying down with a flock of yellow butterflies around her. The sight made the Slytherin chuckle, but the chuckles stopped when she felt the stabbing pain in her chest. Stupid broken ribs. They shouldn't be allowed to break and she would have to have a word with them later one. Yes she would.

Still looking in Ayra's direction, Destiny smirked as she saw that she was not moving. Maybe she gave up? She better have, because Destiny did not know how much longer she could take. She did not like all this pain at all. Pointing her wand at the Huffie, Destiny went through the list of spells she knew. She needed something to break her shield and then hit her with something that would render her useless. 'Petrificus Totalus!' followed by 'Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus!'

Hopefully she would be disarmed.. 'Accio Ayra's wand!' she mumbled before she was lying back on the ground.

The tears falling down her face again.