The battle raged on, the air thick with the clashes of steel and the cries of the combatants. Draco, his sword an extension of his arm, cut through the enemy ranks with a ferocity born of his love for Lisa and their family. At his side, Lisa proved herself a formidable brute, her strength and cunning leaving their foes scrambling for purchase.

"You will not take what is mine!" Draco roared, parrying a blow and countering with a vicious strike that sent his opponent reeling.

Lisa ducked under a wild swing, her fist connecting with her assailant's midsection with a sickening thud. "We fight for our future," she growled, her...