As Bellatrix lay motionless on the ground, Narcissa was filled with a mix of concern and desperation. Kneeling beside her sister, she gently shook her, calling out her name.
"Bellatrix, wake up! Please, wake up!" Narcissa pleaded, her voice filled with fear and anguish.
The other Death Eaters watched on, their expressions ranging from concern to confusion. They exchanged uneasy glances, their loyalty to their fallen comrade momentarily wavered by the turn of events.
Narcissa's attempts to revive Bellatrix continued, her voice becoming more desperate with each passing moment. "Please, sister, wake up. We need you. Wake up," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
The sight of the once fearsome and formidable Bellatrix lying motionless on the ground served as a stark reminder of the fleeting nature of power and the ultimate consequences of their choices.
