In a moment of tense confrontation, Killian's gaze fell upon the trembling man held securely in his grasp. He knew he didn't have much time. He needed to act faster; otherwise, this man might do something and never be found.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the want in Sir Albus's hand. With a casual flick of his wrist, he snatched the wand from Sir Albus's hand, breaking it cleanly in two.
SNAP!
The crack of the wand reverberated through the air, startling Sir Albus. His eyes widened in horror when he saw his precious wand of magical power shattering right before him. Anger surged through his veins, his fists clenched violently. His wand, the lifeblood of his power, was now reduced to mere fragments, and he was unable to do anything.
