*An elf in a simple black suit is glaring at Fxery, she turns around and looks at them, then walks straight up to them*
Fxery: Novice Flame.
?: Traitor
*She raises her hand and there is a ripple in the air and “novice flame” falls to the ground kneeling*
Fxery: Watch your mouth Novice. I am higher rank than you, the Taskmaster will hear about this.
*She walks back to the lava*