Bella enjoyed the creativity with which Kyraina brought this man to his knees. She gave an appreciative nod, and turned to the young boy she was torturing with dismissal. "Sorry lad, you should've tried harder if you wanted to peak my interest.<em>Avada Kadvra</em>" the green flash emitted from her wand, putting him in a final resting place. She pouted, he hadn't put up much of a fight, and he didn't scream or cry or beg, he was just too weak to even suffer for her entertainment. Shrugging him off, she turned to the new victim Kyraina presented her with.<br/><br/>"The Dark Lord has taught that the combination of two powerful spells makes for an even bigger torture...I suppose now is a good time to re-test that." She chuckled, seeing the crows munch away on the man. It was a truly honourable sight; pecking black winged things digging holes into the filthy carcass of the muggle, allowing a carpet of blood to stain the floor beneath him. Bella found herself positively entertained, the sight of him being torn to pieces, one small ounce of flesh at a time. The sparkling lust in her eyes would not subside from this memory for the rest of the evening. She raised her wand steadily, and pointed it at the filth's back.<br/><br/>"<em>Tortus Maxai</em>, she laughed with one clear tone, a brown-tones streak of light shot from the tip of her wand and wrapped itself around his entire body, giving it a yellow-tinted glow, until it ate its way into his skin, and the glow dimmed. The man began screaming, banging his head into the floor violently and holding it between his hands. The laugh of a hyena followed, as Bella realized the heightened power the curse had on him now that he was being exploited by two people. "delightful!" she shrieked, watching the man beat himself to death as if it were a biology lesson with live material.<br/><br/>Her eyes focused completely on him, she crouched beside him and watched him in complete addiction, watching as her seeping curse slowly made the blood vessels rush to his brain, boil over and explode, causing him pain and...well....madness. She got a little closer to him, sniffing him, he smelled like pine-tree. She lips turned into a sharp, malicious grin. She turned her head to the birds, still picking away at the man, and quickly grabbed one of them, too preoccupied with its chore to notice, by the neck and held it to his head, which he was continuously bashing into the floor beneath him.<br/><br/>Finally, she placed the birds beak right by his left shoulder, and dug it into his flesh, making sure that her hands stayed clean of his filthy blood. With one long calculated movement, she pulled it down along the length of his arm, cutting it open. The blood spilled from it delightfully. It made her glass tip over to see the rich deep red oozing out of his skin, smelling like metal, thick and streaming.<br/><br/>She hovered back onto her feet, turned to Kyraina and began laughing like a maniac right into her face, long, loud and completely insane, bird still in hand. Finally she released the creature which flew back to its task, but Bella remained, laughing, looking and laughing and nothing else.