"Calistria damn you!" she cried in surprise, as he sneezed flame, perilously close to the powder. "Be<em>careful!</em>The bag's enchanted to resist flames, but nothing that intense, and if it alights, not only will I not be able to fight worth a damn until I get more, but it'll probably set my entire arm ablaze!"<br/><br/>With that, she carefully secured her pouch of powder, as far away from the dragon as she could safely manage, giving him side-eyed glances, and edging away any time he looked like he might have the slightest sniffle.