It seems to be on a whim, but Jared pulls out a lighter. He holds a Lunar Government flag in front of him. He strikes the lighter and a bright flame blossoms from it. He holds the flame to the flag. It crumbles to black dust in his hand.
Frozen air seemed to float out of her hand. She could not and would not let her sister be killed. And then, she looked down in horror. Frozen air was floating out of her hand! -Inspiration Paragraph Written by Me