[color=slategray] All that C-3 took notice of was the massive blaze that was carelessly chewing up the forest that gave her sustenance and profit; as emerald and umber turned crimson and charcoal, and livelihood burned to ash. Forward, she surged off the cliff, so many stories above, “[color=chocolate][i]Pounding pestle. Unerring urn. Give into me, and, thusly, imbibe.[/i][/color]” C-3 chanted, as she fell, a sphere forming in her palm, “[color=chocolate][i]Featherlight, and feather-fair. Mix,[/i] [[b]Fairyfall Potion![/b]][/color]” C-3 bit into the sphere, ingesting the mixture of a herbs and oils that coursed within her, and her weight vanished; just in time, as she hit the ground. A baby cloud of dust was all her descent created, before she lunged to the fact of the fire heading to the town. As her weightlessness allows, she easily outpaced it, which allowed her time to fashion new potions. “[color=chocolate]This is too much, but I can't let the fire reach my nest! [[b] Lesser Elixir of Mana![/b]] [[b]Draught of Crafting![/b]] [[b]Draft of Deft Hands![/b]] [[b]Syrup of the Warrior![/b]] [[b]Syrup of the Wizard![/b]] [[b]Nectar of Brilliance![/b]] [[b]Nectar of Fortitude![/b]] [[b]Nectar of Fortune![/b]] [[b] Nectar of Swiftness![/b]][/color]” C-3 nearly threw up, as she chugged each potion immediately, “[color=chocolate]Last one... [[b]Flask of Liquid Courage![/b]][/color]” Each potion drained, and most of her MP exhausted, C-3 faced the fire, and spread her arms. “[color=chocolate]Here goes,[/color]” she set her feet, “[color=chocolate]First, [[b]Warrior Skill: Vanguard![/b]] Then, [[b]Wizard Spell: Wind Wall, Swirl![/b]][/color]” C-3's body went fairly tense, as she hardened herself against attack, before a windy wall grew before her; pushing air back toward the encroaching wildfire and itself, swirling around and around. “[color=chocolate][i]Now, mix matter, mash material, mind over, and reality made claimed,[/i][/color]” C-3 chanted, as her slimy form bubbled, “[color=chocolate][i]For the many, for the horde, for the swarm![/i] [[b]Explosive Plague![/b]][/color]” Suddenly, hundreds of small spheres were launched forward like a swarm of insects and vermin, but all caught in the wind wall. C-3 extended her hands, and focused. “[color=chocolate][i]Twist and twine, traps and snares, mine; Profession of a Saboteur, Task of an Alchemist, and Scheme of a Thief,[/i][/color]” From her fingers, wires of magic and slime invaded the wind wall; catching hold of the swirling balls of explosions awaiting, and locking them in the turbulence. “[color=chocolate][i]Rising beyond the known, and create anew,[/i] [[b]High-yield Explosives![/b]][/color]” Suddenly, the spheres quadrupled in size, before compressing to their original size. “[color=chocolate][i]Lock in place,[/i] [[b]Daisy Cutter![/b]] [[b]Wizard Skill: Wind Wall, Surge![/b]] [[b] Warrior Skill: Unshakeable Stand![/b]][/color]” C-3 gritted her teeth -- metaphorically -- and closed her eyes and fist, “[color=chocolate][i]Sweep it all away...[/i] [[b]Fire Tsunami...[/b]][/color]” Triggered, the high-yield explosives erupted, and mingled with each other, and the wind, and blew forwards as a genuine tsunami of fire; a wave of fire to wash over the fire that Charlotte started. The sheer heat was enough to glass the surface area, and char the underneath, but the town would be spared the victimization of what could have been them. Exhausted of all but her potion gifted MP, C-3 panted, and looked at her hands, as her slime dripped off; stopping after a minute, like a cut clotting. Her physiology had taken a helluva hit. “[color=chocolate]Maaaannnn!!![/color]” C-3 whined, her pitch much, much higher and devoid of its matured husk. “[color=chocolate]This is so unbecoming of a Dragon![/color]” [center][i][b]She was Loli-sized.[/b][/i][/center] [/color]