Mad-Eye

"Roar!"

Borgin Burke sat proudly atop the swarm of Inferi, imagining the glorious sight of himself ruling the world. His gaze was fixed on Alexander, who had not moved for a very long time, and a confident smile spread across his face.

Even though Alexander was motionless, the Furnace in its chest had already burned to its limit. Steel was melting and reshaping every moment, under an even heavier load than when it had fought the Obscurus. He discovered that almost all of Alexander's magic was being used to maintain the alchemical objects connected to it—ranging from the Artificial Stars in the sky to The Hub alchemical magic circle hidden in the lake behind it. Its own destructive power had been squeezed to the utmost. Borgin Burke could not quite understand it. Since Nelson could create one Alexander, why not create another to share its burden?

"Maybe he didn't have time?" Borgin Burke did not think too deeply. Usually timid and cautious, he had now become wildly arrogant, as if he had turned into another person. The blue eyeball in his socket gave off a terrifying cold light, and within the mountain of corpses piled beneath him, every Inferi had grown an identical eye. He stared greedily at Alexander and licked his lips. "Everyone's afraid of this thing... but I beat it. Who's going to care how I beat it?"

Though the swarm of Inferi beneath him was as huge as Alexander, it somehow gave off a hunched, sleazy air. It stretched out an arm formed from Inferi gripping and linking together, sneaking it toward Alexander, but just as it was about to draw near, the armor plates on Alexander's abdomen flipped open one after another. Scorching red beams swept across in streaks, slicing the giant's arm made of Inferi