Erik let a puff of air, looking at the fire. He then let the two vortexes, or what was left of them, die down into a breeze then die completely. He took a small step backwards, rubbing his head slightly. He spent a lot of energy on that. Probably not the best plan. He watched Fire as he talked then nodded slightly, wishing for his bow to have something to lean on, but can't always get what you want.