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For some odd reason, Ralph had been under the impression that Walden wouldn't immediately start attacking him in broad daylight upon opening the front door. But, the large bruise that was no doubt already starting to form on his side begged to differ. All of the air escaping him, Ralph crumbled to the floor after impact, his back hitting the floor first and leaving his front side exposed.

Taking deep gasps of air, Ralph glared up at the looming body. Walden was shifting to approach him, and Ralph saw the other man raise his arm to strike again. Before there was enough time for that to happen (an umbrella?), Ralph semi-kicked himself away as he slashed his wand hand outward directly at Walden. A half whispered, half gutted Hurling Hex escaped his lips, hoping that it would hit Walden straight in the chest and throw him back to the farthest wall.