It was Kreacher, the House-elf!
Once a House-elf awakened to the desire for self-liberation, it could put up a real fight against Death Eaters like Bellatrix!
Wild House-elves were free and unconstrained, and their combat strength was even more impressive. They were natural scouts and wizards.
Kirk's team had divided up their forces. Thirty Hill Giants were at the front, with six Golems serving as shields, led by Hagrid. On the flanks, nine Ringwraiths and one hundred Centaur Ranged Shooters and Assault Troopers roamed and struck, led by Dragon Rider Ava. In the rear were eighty wild House-elves, commanded by lynn and Hermione, and one hundred Hell Evil Eye Shooters, led by Sheva.
Five Giant Dragons provided aerial cover, led by Silver Dragon Queen Han.
In the center were more than ten Warrior's Souls, led by Kirk.
Harry and Ron stayed in the middle of the formation, becoming the team's pitifully high-priority protection targets.
It was an army on the march.
Wang Han, scouting ahead, soon sent back a warning. "We're almost at the Centaurs' territory. Someone's moving fast through the forest."
"Good!" Kirk pondered for a moment. "The Giants may be known as the strongest, but the Evil Centaurs are what worry me most. Their ranged throwing is impossible to counter, and it'll inflict enormous damage on the team. I think it's best to lure them out and wipe them out in one go."
"Lure them out? Who'll do it?" Wang Han asked.
"I'll take the Warrior's Souls!" Kirk declared resolutely. "Even if we die, the Warrior's Souls can still come back to life! Ah! Don't hit my face!"
He was immediately tackled to the ground by Katherine and the other beauties, who gave him a thorough beating.
Bruised and swollen, Kirk walked ahead under the cover of Invisibility.