"Sounds like it could be fun!" Flare called back from somewhere in the middle of the bandit mages. It was followed by a barely audible "Hands OFF!", and an explosive pulse that sent quite a few of them flying out of the battle. She was remembering now. This is what Flare lived for, not being locked up in some castle!

Before she got too deep into the fighting though, something caught her eye. A bandit suddenly swapped form and became a mouse, scuttling away from the chaos. Flare dived after it, catching him in her hands and holding him tight. While she did this however, she let her guard down. Surrounded, Flare felt a drip of sweat run down her cheek. She held her hand out to the pissed-off bandits and smiled nervously, "...No hard feelings...?"

"Knock her out and take her prisoner!" A bandit yelled, but all of them charged in wanting to get revenge for the burns and bludgeons caused by the Fire Mage.

"Can't we talk about this?!" Flare cried sheepishly, covering herself with her arms as they got closer.