[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/nzzkRWNx/source.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Rumple's Home
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan raised an eyebrow, her mind briefly flickering towards documented cases that were potentially spontaneous human combustion. This reminded her some of that. Would there be a detectable accelerant source from a magic fireball - surely not, yes? Was magic perhaps then to explain the mysteries surrounding those old cold cases? She was irritated that he hadn't decided to leave with the rest of them, but at least impressed that he was managing to deal considerable damage. She was very curious as to the temperature of his flames - would they be enough to cremate remains? Or were they insufficient? She'd have to see if he wouldn't mind some rigorous experimentation later on....

	She hadn't yet gone out the exit, but their window of opportunity to escape was narrowing. Megan sighed slightly, [color=silver]"I have a thousand questions,"[/color] and grabbed her brother's arm and dragged him on out with her, fleeing the scene. She moved quickly the way that they had come, guiding/forcing Jack through the hole in the wall as well and making it to where the others were. She was very quiet as Merlin turned them all invisible and still, but tensed and ready for a fight.