Lancelot saw the malevolent smile, and knew she was up to some sort of trickery. He growled at her, and heard Guinevere's desperate plea.
Lancelot looked between the two, and nodded. Unfortunately, the witch had acted, surprising Lancelot. But not for long, he jumped off the wall. The angel tried to enter, but he was off already.
'Kariya, teleport me please!' Kariya looked around confused. The voice in his head... Berserker! He did what he was told, holding out his hand.
"Lancelot, I order you to teleport to your objective!" the red symbol on his hand burned, and glowed intensely. Still, it was done, and the symbol had a third of it erased from his hand.
Lancelot appeared in his usual haze, and twisted himself towards the broom. He caught onto the bristles, held on tightly,and pulled himself closer. A simple cut made the broom two, and the two entered free fall. Still, she had any number of spells to help her. It wouldn't do to just let her fall.
Lancelot grabbed onto her hair, and thrust the tip of his blade into her mouth, gagging her and severing her spinal cord. He put her in the way to cushion his descent.
He brushed himself off, and looked at the twitching, dying witch.
"When a blade is against your neck, do NOT fight it. Accept fate and meet the Devil with what honor you can muster." Lancelot turned, and disappeared in a haze of dark blue mist, leaving only a girl who could not move or speak, to choke on her own blood.