Daphne nodded and brought her grimoire in front of her, its ethereal sapphire magic trailing behind it. Daphne focused on feeling the fire on the crazed woman. Standing beside her girlfriend for a fight was exhilarating; even if the cries of pain, the smell of burning flesh, and the beautiful trees creaking at the heat were all around her. Now that she had a clear look at the pyromaniac, she could see her eyes become more unhinged as the flames started to grow stronger. A wicked grin was on her face as her eyes narrowed on her. 