Snippet #1391721

Zmey blinks in shock, seeing fire coming from everywhere. Feels heat come closer and burn, and runs back a little ways. She suddenly turn, almost spinning on her feet, arms stretched out, palms facing out. As she turns the fire moves with her movements, just barely in time, and misses her. Breathing hard, hands slightly burnt, Zmey searches for her father. Can't fight if you can't see, also worked with can't fight what you can't see. Letting out a disgruntled breath, she took a defensive position, surveying the area around her.