[h1]Dido[/h1]
[b]Queen of Carthage[/b]
[b]Forest Outskirts, near Foreigners' Lowlands[/b]

Dido's reaction was much the same as before. She shoved her master to the ground to protect him with her body, and her with the fire. Her ability to control it, keeping it from reaching Christopher.

When the lightning struck it was yet again stopped by her fire and, as Dido stood up, she produced a long strip of ox-hide. It was left in a circle around Christopher's feet, "I need you to stay here and this will protect you. I can't fight her if I have to focus on protecting you from her magic."

"Byrsa." Just that one name, and a burst of magic energy was all it took to raise the walls of Carthage to defend her master from this servant. Sure, it would drain on her reserves, but if she didn't needlessly waste energy on any fancy attacks and focused on burning her enemy away, it wouldn't be too much of a drain.

Finally, Dido could focus on her enemy. She turned the direction from which the attacks had come from and began to wonder who it was that had ambushed them while they were talking.

"It would seem you have me at a disadvantage, since you know my identity somehow. In that case, surely you must have some idea of how to fight me, or are you attacking my master because you can't think of another way to win?"

Dido produced yet another length of ox-hide, slightly longer and held it, coiled, clutched in her right hand.

"You can't be an assassin because your concealment isn't good enough. I would hope you are not a caster if those attacks are all you have. Hmm, well it doesn't matter. I might help burn away that mess. Before I do that, I'll have to deal with you, even if that means burning the forest away with you."

With that said, the ox-hide in her hand was engulfed in flame, the now flaming whip used to light a nearby tree ablaze.
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