The Eye of the Storm
Cold. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it before it even got close to her.
She couldn't let it stop her. Flames burst from her feet, launching her over the massive spike, the cathar doing a backflip midair as she surfed down the back of the spike, her feet still burning as she used the thrust to turn the ice to water, the water rising up behind her in a wave that curled over her head and went straight for her opponent. She kept Lucy and Liz at bare, slashing with Lucy towards her opponent, a blade of flame shooting forth ahead of her.
"Too bad. I've been having fun so far. If you really want me to stop playing, I can."
Ignatius