Tock's admonishing aside, the dwelf gave her an idea... and hell if she knew how to do that!  Maybe it worked like before, trying to turn the fire in the blade on...<br/><br/>"I sure hope you're not about to get me killed Mr. Wizard..." she mutters, raises her blade, activates the fire in it and then focuses, asking mentally for the Tyrant's power "Here we go!"