[Main Room]

Clarrisa only scores a home run through a cloud of roiling black smoke, as Adel simply dissolves away and flows over her, materializing to catch the match as it comes through the portal. It makes a little sizzle as the flame goes out between his fingers. "Quite enough of that." He gives his hand a little shake and drops the charred bit of liquorice, hissing through his teeth. Oh, pain. How thoroughly unpleasant to see you again.

And then the fire alarm goes off and the whole room gets drenched anyway, turning the wheat to a mushy gluey paste on the floor that someone else will have to clean up. Because there was a giant cloud of smoke in here only a moment ago.