Emily heard the woman's name, Peridot, and that the Journeymen where the apparent guardians of this place. The 'Sestet' was where they resided, and it was quite a distance from here. And a mechanical magic that would turn Emily into a golem if she hung around.
'Would that even affect you, being dead and all?' the Mistress of Magma asked, but before Emily could snap a reply, the city suddenly became loud again, and Peridot stepped back, informing them that it'd be an hour until this mecha-magic hit the city.
'I guess you need a new trick of mine then' Surtr put in, as the golem walked away. 'Before you two start aruging again. Get off the path and I'll show you' he told Emily, who was in no mood for an argument, and moved off the path. 

Then, Surtr moved Emily's hands and magic blossomed from them, fire billowing out of her palms, but it was not a hot fire. It did not scorch the ground, but instead lifted Emily upwards.
'I am sure this will get us to these Journeymen in no time' Surtr laughed. Emily found the movement a bit unsteady, and a twitch would send her reeling off in the wrong direction, but eventually she managed to get enough control to start flying up the mountain to find these Journeymen.
'It drains magic pretty quickly, don't you think?' Emily asked, powering up the mountain.
'Aye, so don't be flying everywhere, just when you need to fly' Surtr replied.