You should be afraid of this little girl

This is all that happened that Aria didn't remember. . . .

Once Aria had made sure that Helen was safe, she no longer had a strong purpose to push her rage back with, and as a consequence, it had taken over.

Flame had been very surprised when Aria suddenly stopped twitching and screaming and her head and body went limp. "Did she faint? What a disappointment. I really thought she was strong, Well, maybe . . . . . ." But his next words stuck in his throat and a chill went down his spine as Aria raised her head.

Her eyes were still black, staring straight into his blue eyes, but they no longer looked like a night sky. Right now, Aria's eyes were the color of a bottomless ocean, that could, and would devour everything that came in her path.

Flame staggered a few steps back in fear before he stopped himself. "What!? Am I afraid of a little girl now?" he muttered but the next instant he froze in fear as Aria took control of his fire with so much ease as though he were a little child.

"You should be afraid of this little girl." Aria's voice was dangerously low as she floated a few inches above the ground towards Flame, who tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his bottom. At this point, Flame's eyes fell on Aria's burnt hands, the hands he had taken so much pleasure in burning just a few seconds ago.

He was shocked and scared out of his wits to see them dangling at her sides. Aria was using wind and fire bending in such a condition without even using her hands. Flame suddenly realized that he would have to act fast, otherwise this little girl could, and would definitely kill him. "Wait. Wait!! I can help you! I can help you escape from hereaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!" he started to say, but his words turned into screams as his own fire grabbed hold of his hair and lifted him up to Aria's eye level.

She stared deep into his eyes and laughed. It was such a spine-chilling life that Flame felt his life leave his body along with all of his courage upon hearing it. So the thing in which Aria inserted spikes made of earth from neck to hip, was a lifeless thing that had given up all hope of life.

Next, Aria slowly floated out of the room and up the stairs. She couldn't walk as in a rage or no, her leg was broken and it actually hurt very much. She killed every member of the night watch she met as she ascended the stairs.

Aria was very tired as it had been more than twenty-four hours since she had any sleep and she had been continuously bending for quite some time, starting from when she flew from Joseph's birthday party in anger, it had been close to twelve hours. She had no energy left to take out her anger on the members, so she gave them quick and efficient deaths in her rage as she went up.

The only ones she tortured, were the few men whom she knew had tried to take advantage of Helen or had hurt her. And the only one she hesitated before killing was the weird woman, Meg who, as opposed the others, seemed to be oddly content as Aria unleashed her rage upon the her comrades.