Even Clinging to the ground it was obvious that this had gotten way out of hand. Fire had the clear advantage being well....fire. maybe it was because Sage was on the outside of this odd struggle but he got the feeling that the Fire wasnt actually consuming Oxygen or anything. it was simply existing as a product of magic. Fire did say that magic fire was different and being Fire himself could probably make it do anything. translation...Sage thought he was holding back. not good not good not good. He looked around for some semblence of safety. UGH his strength was Spirit. and that porbably would do him absolutly no good right now. Earth would do wonders though...digging a hole sounded like a fantastic idea.