Generating a wall of criss-crossing lines across the whole corridors like a shield, and when the spells hit the wall they burst into teensy pieces that scattered to the wind.
Many of the Aurors actually pulled to a stop to ogle at that, but Scrimgeour pressed on with a couple of the others anyway.
...
"Now who's asking for it?" Gildarts asked as he seized a wall with one hand and tore a huge strip of it the size of himself away from the rest, hefting it over his head and lobbing it down the corridor like an enormous, square javelin. The Aurors yelled and skidded to a halt, Scrimgeour firing a Reductor curse up at the wall to try and break it, only for the flying wall piece to break into dozens of smaller bits under the effects of Gildarts' magic. The Reductor curse pulverised only one of these smaller cubes while the others rained down to collide with stomachs, chests, arms and legs… one of them connected with Scrimgeour's cheek and knocked him backwards and off his feet, dazed and smarting.
"This way, Gildarts! It's this way!" Mavis waved from the end of the corridor and Gildarts hurried off after her, hearing the clamour of more wizards coming in his ears. But it took him another couple of corners before he ran into something else - one man who was blocking his path ahead. Gildarts reacted instinctively, seizing the man by the front of his robes and preparing to swing him out of the way, when Mavis stopped him with, "Gildarts, no! That's Kingsley. He's one of the Order I mentioned before."
"Oh… right…" Gildarts let go, immediately but his arm movement had already yanked Kingsley to the side and he crashed into the wall slightly, but was stopped from falling over when Gildarts steadied his shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"Grateful that you're accompanied by a ghost mentor certainly," Kingsley chuckled wryly as he pushed himself upright. "Look, Gildarts, isn't it? I just want to quickly apologise on behalf of the Order and the wider Ministry for what's happened here today. Suffice to say the Minister has had… a lot on his proverbial plate recently and he may have acted rather rashly out of fear…"
"I'm afraid now's probably not the time to apologise on the behalf of your government," Gildarts stated simply. "I'm taking Levy out of here and as far away from those… creatures… as possible."
"Mm okay… I can walk…" Levy protested slightly, kicking a little from her place over Gildarts' shoulder, prompting Gildarts to slowly lower her to the ground, but hold her steady as she wobbled a little.
"Kingsley, can we get out of here? Can't you Apparate them out?" Mavis asked.
"Unfortunately no," Kingsley shook his head. "There are Anti-Apparition Wards throughout the Ministry in all rooms except the Atrium, designed to protect Ministry officials from surprise attacks by wizarding terrorists… And even if I took you away in the Atrium, people would definitely see me do it. I fear you will need to make your own way out now. Unless I can convince you to stay and try and sort this out diplomatically."
"Do you think that would actually happen in the current situation?" Mavis asked. "People who bring in those creatures as extra security because of one girl with a magic they didn't even understand most likely won't be willing to handle things diplomatically after the damage that's been done now. I fear we'll have to make our escape now and hope that we can make peace with the Ministry when we all have cooler heads."
Kingsley grimaced, turning around at the sound of rushing footsteps a few corridors away, heading right for them. "You're right," he said. "Alright then, listen. You're on Level Ten right now and the Atrium is the big room with the golden statue fountain on Level Eight. You can escape from there via Floo Powder if you wish. Mavis, you can show these two how to do it."
"Then we need to get to the lifts," Mavis nodded.
"That won't work," Kingsley replied quickly. "The Ministry's being put into lockdown and all the lifts have been stopped. You can't use them anymore."
"Then how do we get up two floors?" Levy asked a little weakly, still trying to recover her strength.
"The hard way," Gildarts replied immediately, as the shouting grew much closer. "But first," he suddenly slammed his fist into Kingsley's gut and the Auror gasped and stumbled backwards, clutching at his stomach and wheezing. "Sorry, have to make it look like you're not helping us," Gildarts apologised before he gripped Levy tightly in his arms and focused his magic down towards his feet. Levy gasped as she felt the floor cracking underneath them, felt as if an inferno of magical energy was brewing all around her as Gildarts' body glowed brightly for a moment…
And then Gildarts blasted his magic into the floor to not only shatter it, but propel himself straight upwards like he'd been fired out of a cannon, wrapping his arms tightly around a screaming Levy and angling himself so his shoulders were the first thing to smash into the ceiling and crash straight through it as if it was made of paper, blasting it to bits as they shot up into the ninth level above.
Levy got only a fleeting glimpse of the room beyond, and it was certainly a very big room - with a ceiling so high above that it reminded Levy of the Kardia Cathedral back home in Magnolia, but instead of stain glass windows and columns it was filled with what looked like dozens of rows of immensely tall shelves absolutely covered with strange-looking glass orbs.
But as Gildarts punched his way through the floor directly beneath one of these shelves and therefore splintered it to shards as he crashed straight through it, the strange room was very promptly thrown into chaos as large bits of shelf and orbs went flying everywhere, smashing into other shelves and knocking them over and creating a chain reaction through the room with countless glass orbs raining down to the floor and smashing to fragments against it even as more shelves were overturned.
But through it all, Gildarts still rocketed upwards even to the high ceiling and smashed his way through that one too, leaving the practically collapsing room behind.
They emerged onto the eighth floor in a fountain of brick, tiles, wood and other bits of building; a couple of wizards falling backwards in shock as the floor erupted in front of them and scrambling backwards as Gildarts landed next to the gaping hole he'd just made with a swish of his cloak. Levy stumbled backwards slightly as he let go of her, gasping for breath and rather wide-eyed.
"Are you okay?" Gildarts asked, as Mavis rose up through the hole to meet them.
"I… I think so…" Levy leaned over the edge of the hole to look down and see several Aurors gather underneath it, gaping in disbelief. A couple of them aimed their wands up and fired spells at her, but she quickly dodged backwards. "I think we'd better go though."
"Indeed," Gildarts nodded. "Let's move!"
...
Wendy's foot accidentally knocked the hat off yet another witch as Charla whipped her around another corner just high enough to avoid actually kicking the startled woman in the face. The Sky Dragon Slayer was constantly sniffing the air, tilting her head around and able to see Lisanna and Juvia through the corner of her eye behind her, one turned to water and pulsing herself along through the air and the other with wide wings that pretty much touched either side of the corridors she was swooping down.
"Getting any closer, Wendy?" Lisanna shouted.
"Not really!" Wendy called back. "The smell keeps fading and getting stronger. I think that it might be coming from above."
"Then we need to find some stairs or something!" Juvia called. "Has anyone seen any since we got in here?"
"No, not… wait!" Wendy cried as they whooshed past some kind of metal doors, Charla practically screeching to a halt as Juvia and Lisanna had to pull back to keep themselves from crashing into her. "The smell… it was a bit stronger through those doors!"
"Alright… but Juvia doesn't see a door handle…" Juvia frowned slightly. "How do we get through."
"We'll have to get through the traditional Fairy Tail way," Lisanna replied as she landed in front of the doors, shifted into her giant rabbit form and planted her back feet on the wall behind her, kicking off from it like a springboard to catapult herself into the door of the elevator.
A fraction of a second before impact she morphed again into her giant penguin shape, which was the heaviest of her Take-Overs. And the force of the collision was enough to tear the doors out of their moorings as Lisanna punched through into the empty space beyond.