Lancer's assessment of Scandinavia was appropriate but... she had really missed the absolute most vital part about their destination. It was cold, which was something that even a Servant like Caster was well aware of on her arrival... she was from a much warmer part of Europe and a Scandinavian winter was frankly uncomfortable. It was making her chest cold!

There just had to be an unnecessary extra to make things worse: zombies. Zombies, and their Master couldn't see them at all! Of course, there was a simple solution to this problem... if she just stopped and racked her brain for a second, then...

"[b]Φλεγέθων.[/b]" The result of the single word was instantaneous--a ring of fire pulsing outwards. The flames of an underworld river... it was definitely bad news for anything such as dead bodies that happened to be in the area, since they would go right up, lighting the place up a bit more in the process. But it shouldn't ignite the forest... hopefully deadwood didn't count. Either way, with the others having dealt with the closest of the Dead, this would give them plenty of breathing room and make sure that their Master didn't blindly walk into a branch or something similar.

Though it wasn't subtle. The fighters might notice.

At least her chest would be warmer.