FLammable aura

Then I couldn't watch. More beams were flying in close, and I had to use the Wretch while throwing myself into the densest patch. The rectangles and triangles of empty space closed, paused for only an instant as they seized the wretch, giving me only a second to figure out which direction I was flying in.

I was literally upside down as I saw it- a flash of purple. Her hand drawn back, flame ready. Byron's arrangement of motes included the air above him.

The webwork snapped closed around my upper body and one of my ankles.

I pushed out with my aura, for maximum range. I wasn't sure the power mattered, but I gave that my all too. I squeezed my eyes shut.

The aura reached the woman and reached the flame she held. The aura ignited- the woman's fire spread across powers like flame across oil, and I'd filled the space within a hundred feet of me with ambient power. Gas. Aerosol.

Too much to hope for that it would hit this forcefield webbing and destroy it. Too much to hope for that it would destroy the door. It had staggered that group, and distracted a few by setting them on fire.

Two individuals were burning with purple fire and they didn't move or react. Their stares were vacant.

- Gleaming 9.5