Evvie barely recognized the sensation of falling due to the amount of pain that she was in. What was that thing he had hit her with? All of the annoying poisons was a lame way to fight, although she couldn't exactly blame him as being cowardly or cheating, as much as she'd like to. She gritted her teeth, staring at him through watery eyes, some of the tears dripping down to his skull. She could feel her internal flame going haywire, disabling her fire breath and flight had they not already been out of the question. Would she die? It felt like she was dying. Would she ever recover from this? Her body was durable so she still had a chance. If she didn't die, that is. Her muscles grew tired and no longer seized up, causing her to flop limply down onto him, sweat now glistening off of her skin. Regaining enough control of her senses she began to each out with the intent of going underneath his ribcage and snuffing out the fire between the palms of her hands. It was damaged from her flame blade, leading her to believe that she could destroy it with one final attack.