Caezel sat not-so-happily behind the tree, getting himself the good sense of pinching his nose. Unfortunately, that deprived him of one sense - but his hearing certainly wasn't of consequence. He would have to depend on that. He certainly wasn't popping out to deal with fairy light.
Fortunately, she began talking. That was good... noise meant he could track, even though he couldn't exactly see. And track meant he could throw a potion right. He dug out the one he was looking for in his pouch. The last one. Pity, he had hoped to not have to use them as quickly as he had - but the next batch was still going and he didn't expect to need to deal with two fairies in a row. He pulled out a second potion, one that would have the very temporary effect of being a stimulant. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but it was... something. And he didn't feel like playing fair. In fact, he didn't feel like playing at all. He blew it. Again.
He popped the lids off both, throwing the first immediately in the direction of the fairy's voice. The conflagration potion. If that didn't burn a few feathers off and set every tree in the area on fire within minutes he didn't know what would. It would have been nice if he threw it the first time... but then, he wasn't oriented.
The second he consumed. He stood and burst at a full sprint right after the first potion exploded. It wouldn't increase his speed, but it helped stamina when combined with the speed of a vampire. Though he did hear that annoying pop as he stood up...
(The fire potion is not fatal - might singe and be a bit painful the closer it gets to direct impact, but it doesn't actually kill.)