Vorka screeched and reeled as she found herself awashed in Sparky's flames. Her body licked...no, consumed as she dropped to the ground a fiery mess, lifeless. A small firecracker in her pocket exploded inconsequentially.

As for the monster looking dog, the popping noise startled it enough to find itself taking a small scar slice from Sir Squeeb's sword. It growled in annoyance.


go whoever's next