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Wind Weaver reformed right at the edge of the wildfire, her face furrowed with concentration as she assessed the situation. ''I can’t really put out the fire with my winds, that’ll only make things worse. But I could try to blow away the smoke to try and make things more visible, but in doing so, that risks feeding the fire.'' She glanced over at the blurred movement between the trees, and knew what she could do.

I’ll fight the dragon thing or whatever it is. She thought, tying her hair back up into a messy ponytail and cracking her knuckle. She wished she had her deadly throwing stars, but hadn’t touched one in months. My powers will have to do. She stepped forward into the haze of heat and smoke, the air around where she walked clearing before fading back into a haze once she’d moved on, essentially there being a pocket of clean air all around her as she walked through the haze.