Another vampire—a blue-eyed waif Elijah dimly remembered being smitten with his sister—took one of the fireballs to his chest, and his scream pierced the noise of the melee around them. It went on for what seemed like minutes as the unnatural fire consumed him, burning away his flesh and then even his bones. In moments there was nothing left of him at all...and Lily was already brewing another ball of her potent magic between her hands.

- The Originals: The Loss, Chapter 15