First wind, now fire. All Light needs is to fight a rock guy, a water girl, and some weird 5th guy and she'd have the whole set. At least thats the joke she made to herself as she backed off grunting at her hands being on fire, Hot Rod taking her place. There was a bright lining to this girl though, since she wasn't a magical fire user, just a normal one, all Light had to do was get some water or something. But first she had to put her hands out, because they hurt quite a lot while being lit on fire.

Looking around, making sure not to make the fire on her hands bigger, she saw a part of the room that wasn't on fire, with Killjoy extinguishing it with a fire extinguisher. Light rushed over to her, using some nearby foam that Killjoy had used to douse a room fire, to put her hands out. When she wasn't on fire anymore, she permitted herself the opportunity to finally act out the pain of having her hands lit on fire.by shaking them, patting them, and just other general things that conveyed pain, minus a scream. While she was relieving the pain, Light thought. "If its a natural fire, and this is a critical part of the prison, where are the sprinklers?" She then posed that question to Killjoy, who was right next to her,.

When the burning sensation resided, Light saw that her hands were pretty badly burnt, as well as other burn marks on her body. They'd heal in time, but since Hot Rod was a better match for the pyro, Light decided to help Sonja with the caster instead. While she wasn't able to charge the sorcerer like she did the pyro, the room wasn't very big, and the sorcerer had her back to her, so Light jumped towards the sorcerer, attempting to come down on both her shoulders with her hands, attempting to knock her to the ground.