Death and The Ficletpuff Girls rushed off, while Never Explain gathered himself for the upcoming melee.

Suddenly, The Sparrow came rushing towards Never Explain, obviously trying to catch up.

“Move it, Never!” Sparrow exclaimed.

“Stop.” Never Explain said, and blocked her way.

“I need to catch up with with everyone. MOVE !“

“I can’t let you do that.”

The Sparrow was infuriated. In a swift movement, she unsheathed her sword, and pierced Never Explain’s forehead, right between his eyes.

Blood ran down his face, the flood of crimson vitality highlighting his grim expression. Their faces were inches apart, The Sparrow waiting for the final breath to escape from Never Explain, but it didn’t.

“It’s never that easy….Sam.” Never Explain said, and plucked a feather from his hat. “Never Explain never dies, at least not today.”

The feather, now razor sharp, was unfaltering as it impaled the life out of The Sparrow.