Eira smiled as the dragon did what she wanted him to do. "Scales! I won't break my teeth if you turn to ice!" SHe shouted as he sent a gale towards her. However, it never reached her. Her flames didn't dissipate, they fell. Right on top of the dragon and his winds. However, she did have to take a step back as the initial gale hit her, scraping at her skin with sand. It was uncomfortable and extremely painful. 

Snarling as a faint streak of blood showed just underneath her right eye, Eira regained her footing. Crouching down she secured herself in case he managed to get another gale off from underneath her flames. However, when she touched the ground with her fingertips, Eira recoiled in pain. The tips of her fingers were red and sensitive. She was exerting herself. She was already at the limit of the amount of flames she could control at any one time, but Eira was still pushing it. She had..maybe thirty minutes before frostbite began to eat away at her fingers and toes. Well, she would just have to finish this battle before then.