<div class="floatright">  (http://i.imgur.com/MkdOVAW.jpg?2)</div>Still panting heavily, the sorceress eases off from the furious assault, her stare softening and melting to a glassy shine of shame and fear as the fury of battle fades.<br/><br/>She feels the lingering tingle of Piro's fading spell, the abating remnants of what may have been a severe burn. Now, even her gold hair is unscathed except for a smudge of soot lingering on her cheeks and stomach, and the still scorched surface of her meager, once - enchanted garb.<br/><br/>"Yes," she says softly. "Of course.  Thank you. " With a heavy sigh, she eases back to reality and turns to search what is left.<br/><br/>"The magic is fading. I had hoped they might linger... give us time to plan. "