Apprentice Warlocks
A tiny red bird appeared beside Sue Terin in a poof. Its small flapping wings hit her shoulders as Nyx—in a palm size—landed on her right shoulder.
"Master! Master!"
"Calm down, Nyx." Sue patted the small head of her transformed phoenix. She pointed at the chaos in front of them. "You can put that out, right? Green flame also known as poisonous fire is considerably inferior compared to the Nirvana fire, right?"
The plump red-feathered chick tapped its bloated chest with its right wing. "No worries! No worries! That meager amount of green flame is nothing for me even in this form." Nyx shifted her attention to the catastrophe before them. She blew a small breath toward the direction of the colossal green flames.
Boom!
"What happened?"
"Did Lord Otoh's solution work out?"
"The flame is gone! It is snuffed out instantly!"
"Lord Otoh saved us!"