Sylph relaxed to the sight of the night sky as she closed her eyes. Suddenly, a horrifying chill ascended her spine. A huge magical force had been unleashed... So strong that she became nauseous with it. Sylph's weight shook a little bit as she tightened her grip on her stave, almost as if trying to support herself desperately. Without waiting for the lad's answer, Sylph sped off, the power of the winds upon her feet. The wizard quickly arrived outside of the school as she saw a raging wreath of green flames that licked the stables and anything around it to ashes. Sylph tried to approach the flames but a sick magical essence prevented her from approaching any further.

"[i]Flamma de malo, ut redigatur ad ignes; dormite iam, sitim extin![/i]" Sylph uttered a complex magic to seal the flames; she could create one, she could also try to seal one. A fiery pentagram formed in front of her as the green flames began to extend towards her... However, the emerald fires erupted into a barrage of sparks as Sylph was sent flying a good meter back. She stood up... groggy and shaken. Sylph knew where to go next... Archmagister Cadmus. 

Without a moment's doubt, Sylph sped off again to the officer of the great mage. Sylph barged through the door, her hood down, and her black robe stained with soil. However, Sylph froze in place as she saw Mr. Zmerr and an unfamiliar face inside the office. Then again, she knew that Zmerr had already seen the flames... he had told her that he would sleep, and the mere fact that he was awake could only mean that he was forced to be.

"Pardon me, Mr. Zmerr." Sylph bowed as she looked at Zmerr. "I believe that, you sir, have already seen the flames?" Sylph sighed as she knelt to the ground, one knee touching the earth, and she thumped down her stave as a sign of respect. "Although, I never thought you'd bring a freshman along with you, sir." she smiled gently before looking down.