>I ran toward them, jumping past duels, weaving between the legs of the giants. The nearest water was the creek, half a mile away...but I had to do something. I concentrated. There was a pull in my gut, a roar in my ears. Then a wall of water came rushing through the trees. It doused the fire, Juniper, Grover, and pretty much everything else.

*pg. 328 BoL*