Aira still stood shaking with her arms tightly grasping her own body, the emitted body warmth not at all sufficient to withstand Morrigan’s icy fiery that only continued to worsen. The louder she attempted to call out at her once again backfired miserably as the fire sorceress started to feel the cold prickling through the tips of her skin before she could even bare enough, and so had no choice but to scurry away from Morrigan a bit further away where her cold could be of lighter harm to her.

As Aira glanced back at the far distance to where Morrigan and her dancing ice puppet stood, she can eerily see the girl’s form becoming shinier and more glacious as if she's covering her skin in more thick ice. What on earth is she doing?! Aira definitely wasn’t trying to hurt her or anybody, but that ice princess sure seems like she was asking for it. 

The fire sorceress definitely felt a rush of alert shooting out red flags everywhere in her veins as she continued to lock eyes with Morrigan. The ice princess surely didn’t look pleased, as her sharp gaze at Aira only felt like arrows shooting right at her direction in furious speed. All the poor girl could do was stay at her distance, wondering what she had done wrong. 

[color=6ecff6]"I will not feel heat again,”[/color]
At long last, Morrigan spoke up. But what exactly she was trying to mean still remains a mystery to Aira. However, with little tints of thoughts, perhaps now Aira gets why Morrigan sees her as an annoying mosquito; [i][i]her fire,[/i][/i] of course. 
[color=6ecff6]“There is nothing you can say to stop this!"[/color] Morrigan screamed out her last sentence before Aira could even process what was happening next. 
Morrigan’s ice puppet halted into a sudden pause and turned its direction right at Aira before making a powerful charge at her. 

[color=f9ad81]“W- Wait! Wha- What?!”[/color] Aira exclaimed with her hands frantically waving in front of her. Has sparring class already commenced?! 
Morrigan’s puppet was fast, and every inch it got closer to Aira only made her chest beat faster.

[color=f9ad81]“Ha-!”[/color] Aira quickly dodged the ice puppet by jumping to the far side before its ice boulder skin could ram her, landing stomach first onto the dirty grounds of Roxgeo forest. Despite her state, Aira wasted no time to quickly glance back at the ice puppet to still see it charging after her. [color=f9ad81]“M-Morrigan! Wait!”[/color] Aira called out at it, but it only struck her on how neither any of them could hear her voice, no matter how loud she’d call out.

Once she saw the moving ice sculpture getting closer at her, Aira quickly pushed herself off the ground until her wobbling legs supports her to a stand, only for her to scurry away and jump again to another far side and fall back down to the ground in order to avoid the moving ice sculpture. 

[color=f9ad81]“Argh…”[/color] Aira groaned in slight pain, not to mention how rocky some parts of the soily ground could be. Using a smaller portion of her inner strength, Aira heaved up her upper body to come face Morrigan who still kept her stinging eye on Aira with her sly grin not etching away from her face for not even a bit. 
She was enjoying it, every single bit of it. Seeing that face on Morrigan only made Aira’s blood start to boil. First, the fire girl was still quite clueless of what was happening, second this little fiasco sprouted out of the sudden blues for Aira. The sorceress’ facial expression narrowed as she heaved her whole body from the ground into a stand, not tearing her gaze away from her partner. At this point, the longer she would stare at Morrigan’s smug face, the more furious she’d become to the point the tips of her hair can be seen producing fire. Their distance between each other has become much nearer, but this time, Aira’s fire refused to lose to the cold. 

Just behind her, Aira could feel the steady rumbling of the ground that was coming from the pace of Morrigan’s ice puppet. The rumbling only got heavier the moment she can feel it getting closer to her. 
[color=f9ad81]“Alright, Queen Elsa.[/color]” Aira quietly voiced with gritted teeth, the ends of her hair emitting flames. [color=f9ad81]“You wanna play chase?”[/color]

In just a matter of a few more steps, Morrigan’s ice golem would’ve ended her straight up, but with a quick chant of her telekinesis ability, Aira made a sharp turn behind her and with a quick point of the open palm of her hand, the ice golem halted its pace and froze in place. The witch figured to used her telekinesis power because fire, in such an environment, would obviously be of harmful cases.
This point alone, Aira could feel the struggle – for a puppet, the ice golem sure had notable strength. But with sheer effort, the witch lifted the stone figure off of the ground, lifting it high up in the air. And using a bigger portion of her remaining strength and with a quick swift of her hand, Aira sent the ice golem flying and crashing onto a huge tree that stood in the forest, crushed pieces of ice parts falling down to the ground. 

The moment Aira stopped her telekinesis power, she bent over, catching her knees and breath, along while trying to ease the pain that throbbed in her arm and shoulder. Fighting off that ice golem felt like lifting up an Olympic bar with only one hand with up to 10 kilograms of weight on each side. 

But the conversation was still far from done. Morrigan’s smirk only continued to replay in Aira’s head. At this rate, the fire that flared on the tips of her hair only began to spread across her entire outline as she turned towards the cryomancer, her skin still thickly overlaid by ice. Slowly nearing her with pure caution, the chilling temperature was of no more bother to her the more her flames continued to shine. 
[color=f9ad81]“Don’t make me do this, Morrigan.”[/color] Aira warned at the cryomancer. The fire girl then allowed flames to emit from her right hand, displaying it clearly in front of Morrigan to heed warning, stopping just at a considerable distance away from her. [color=f9ad81]“You just… really have to chill out, okay? I just really need to talk to you. Let's..uh..try not to destroy the forest any more... You can hear me, right?” [/color]

And with a few minutes of calming silence, Aira’s flaming hair cooled down to light flickers, but her flame-engulfed hand still shining brightly, stance tainted with sheer alert at whatever danger can happen next. 

[@Cerces22]