Kraven nodded, cursing himself for not realizing this. His magic was the newest in the group's after all, wasn't quite as natural to him yet. He pushed out the raw magic into a blob around his hands, then punched them into rushing wall, really hoping it didn't rip his arms from his sockets. The blob pushed through with ease, and he pumped more of out of him. It spread like a plague through the wall of water, turning water into a brilliant blue powder that snowed down on the ground, letting him pass through. 

The way to Laurel was lit by the many braziers that Drache had brought to life. Kraven knew if he could get to her, he could protect the alufiend for a while. He could see her stirring and moaning in pain, trying to get herself up. Arms pumping, fists gripped on his long knives, as he ran toward her, water kicked up by his boots.

The scream that Drache and Laurel heard abated, and she could feel a heat of fire that she'd not lit from the pit. It felt a bit stronger, not quite in danger of going out previously. But the fire was still scared, and that was when she could feel the difference. It wasn't one fire, but two, very similar ones, very close to each other. And only word popped into her mind. Siblings. 

Kraven reached Laurel moments before the creature, and tried to tackle it. He flew right through the creature, just getting wet and looking foolish for his effort. It continued moving toward Laurel, when he remembered what he'd just done moments before. He pushed out his magic, and moved it into his knives. Something about this told him it would work. He rushed at the creature, and slashed at its raised arm, that looked as if it were about to strike down at Laurel. The slash passed through the watery arm and severed it. The water in the arm lost its form and fell to the ground. 

The creature screamed and turned toward Kraven, who could now make out a dark watery sphere in the center of the creature's chest. A flurry of attacks ended with a stab in the sphere. The creature stopped moving and just dissipated into a puddle. Kraven was quick to help up Laurel, checking her over briefly, finding no serious injuries. Several more of the elementals stepped out of the waters, moving toward Kraven and Laurel. If Drache looked close, she'd see the waters surging, like a singular river getting ready to rage. But was there time to join the fight against the unknown, or would the fires go out?