She kept looking around as she walked. Sad and disappointed as what has happened. The dark in her was swelling in her anger, she saw enough of fires and their damage when Chaos Eclipse had invaded. She did not care to see more.
Darkness leaks for her like smoke in the air, the spirit seeing it go anxious for her approach.
"Stay away you monster! Do not see I've lost enough? Should I curse you too? How is it you even see me?!"
She approached despite the disdain of the wisp before her. Frost creeps from every step she takes toward him. Spouting black flowers in her wake. She kneeled before the small angry wisps, cupping it in her chilled cold hands. She brought it to her cheek and it wrathed and tried to curse her for it. Yet all his threats meant nothing.
"I hate the fires meself. The way they tear at everything, the way the melt me ice. I hate it....When the fires broke out that bit ago in the Woodsea, it was I with me ice that took 'em out. I poured all that I had in it...."
The spirit stopped its squirming at that mention of the event. Remembering it as if it was yesterday as it was eating away at his home. Taking everything he had from him and all that he was. It left him a distraught husk in a diminished land. Yet, he did find himself still seeing the black flower in the sky, the one that would melt and bring on the rain to kill what was left of the fires. He glanced for the ground again to see more of her flowers and his form goes undone. His rage for the moment was gone.