Eventually, the eagle fades back into the spirit lands Juniper had drawn it from. her nose crinkles at the notion Lydia brought up. "oh<em>ew</em>. Why would you even think of something like that?" Her tongue pokes out from between her teeth in a little grimace, then she looks up at the ceiling, sniffing "Well, whoever's up there now... couldn't have missed the sound of screaming and smashing and everything. And all I've got left is, uh, fire." She snaps her fingers, sparks flashing as if striiking flint and steel, as the magic tries to break free "so this might be a good time to come up with a plan."