Third Person's POV
Due to the strength behind the throw, the man vanished from sight like a discarded ragdoll and the people in the library could only see a blurry thing being thrown out of the library hall.
Ethan turned and looked up at Virelle and the little girl as he signaled them to follow.
Without hesitation, they trailed behind him as he strode out of the library, leaving behind the hushed murmurs of those who had witnessed the extraordinary spectacle.
Ethan stepped out of the library into the morning sun and his eyes narrowed as he spotted the middle-aged man struggling to stand against the castle wall.
The man's breaths were ragged and his body trembled as he wiped the blood trickling from his nose with his sleeve.
Ethan smirked and was ready to apparate in front of the man but just as he was about to do so, the man stretched out a trembling hand and shouted frantically.
"Stop!!!"
