Shenyo was breathing hard as the attack against him ceased, the flames having caught the houses attention. Watching carefully his eyes moved from the fire that began to coat the room to the opening just behind her. If Lydia was truly going to light this place on fire they would need to leave before it got out of hand. Worse yet, before the house trapped them inside for the same fate.<br/><br/>"It'll only hurt a second." Shenyo spoke as he grabbed her around the waist and shielded her with his arms. With one final leap he smashed through the opening with his shoulder, splinters and chunks of wood flying out onto the ground followed shortly by their rolling bodies. Fortunately for Lydia Shenyo's body took the impact of the door and the ground, never letting go. Standing up while still holding her he was covered in burns, a few streaks reaching her own body. Yet the pain wasn't on his mind at all.<br/><br/>The house had literally come alive, shaking and twisting and groaning under the threat of the fire. Through the now open windows they could see the darkness trying to smother the flames. "Keep going!" He shouted over the noise, setting her down and steadying her, bracing her so she could continue her work. The wood was beginning to crack as the flame spread, the ancient, dried wood unable to handle the severe temperature changes.