(Things are starting to heat up.)

The flames sprinkled down, like a thousand candles lit up and gracefully descending around them. Red flickering tongues landed on the ground around them, some even made there way on top of the two enemies fighting to the death. The lights contrasted beautifully with the icy white landscape. The Guardian, ignorant to the sudden terraforming going on around him, launched his own plated hand at his foe. Little did he know, the smile she had on earlier was still there.

The calm and collected Savaymin raises her right hand to block her opponents blow. This was nothing compared to what her cousin Dilloh could dish out with his gigantic sword, so she only needed one hand to stop it. All thoughts of retreat in her mind melted away as the inner demon within her revealed itself. Pure sadistic joy filled her body, invigorating her to punish this lowlife who thought they could beat her. Her other hand sparked to life with flames now fully covering it. She raised it slowly compared to the pace of the battle, but even an idiot could tell what she was planning with it. [i]From ashes you were created and to the ashes you will return.[/i]