Camilla edged towards the fire, it's smoke wafting over her face, making her dizzy from the shear heat of it, not to mention how hard she was coughing.
She squinted, forcing that familiar coldness into the tips of her fingers as she raised her hands towards the fire and releasing as much snow and ice as she could into the raging flames, quickly hearing the sputters and hisses as the snow began to smother the fire and melt into water.
Lachlan's arms were getting tired of carrying Alice's unconscious body in his arms, and was grateful when the reached the van, Finlay pulling open its door open for them; and he didn't have to be told twice to deposit Alice inside it, before pulling back out and glancing around.
His eyes fell on where Toby was fighting a pretty well sized group of Pure, and he turned back to Finlay. "Get in and stay here, I'll be back." Before his brother could protest he turned, prying a gun away from a body, forcing himself to not look the dead Pure man in the eye, feeling intensely nauseated by knowing this was one he'd seen his mother shoot.
He turned towards where Toby was fighting, slipping around the group and behind a tree near Toby, peeking out and firing a shot that hit a Pure in the wind pipe, dropping them immediately.