(I'm in the air, on the back of my Ice Dragon.)<br/><br/>Lysonna continued fighting. "I hope Thor's okay," she said softly, blasting a jet of water on a fire demon below her.<br/><br/>"He's probably licking his wounds," Frost said dismissively. He wasn't worried, but he was feeling restless. Frost wanted to land so that he could pounce on some of the rock demons and use his icy breath on them. He knew that it would have no affect on the fire ones however, and that staying above the fight was keeping his rider safe.<br/><br/>Lysonna used fire on a combustible air demon. The air demon screeched and seemingly evaporated. The more she used her elements, the more she felt it. Lysonna's powers were diminishing from the prolonged usage.