Fortescue really has the best intentions not to use her magic, because of that alien idea that some people might not be okay with it, but when she's being charged, in a dream, she forgets. Because it's a memory, it feels more charged with emotion, maybe. She blasts her flamethrower, but when the creature — Wendigo, she reminds herself — ducks to the side, she defends herself in her usual manner.

Things in the mine get brighter for just a moment, though thanks to the strength of the shadows it's almost impossible to see her working them. Physically, she half raises a hand in front of the creature, and then, with her shadows, throws it against the opposite wall.

Jazz leaps off her shoulders and far away from the fight, wary.