Even the ground beneath him had turned on fire. He came up with a new idea that he wanted to realize this morning, a spell that could reach a larger area around himself when he was outnumbered. It could be handy in the future, especially if he was pushed to a corner and by his own. From a distance, it looked as if heat kept bursting out from a single person in the middle of the arena - it was very handy that the arena wasn’t very used during the free time outside of grand tournaments - and fires kept lighting up like a broken lightbulb. All the while Coda flew around the entire construction, eyeing even the town from above.
Once when he saw an increase in the area effected - which he kept an eye on by looking at the charcoaled ground - he leaned his arms on the edge of the arena that separated the battlefield and the seats. Coda would have landed on his head when danger was out of sight, fixing his hair a little as he almost dazed into slumber…