"Not what I was told. Who are..." And then he's lunging at her. Chandra's eyes widen and she skips back a pace, sweeping her armored hand to knock aside the strike. It's close, but the heavy steel turns the blade.

"Oh fuck, not you too."

As if on cue, her red hair begins to glow with sullen fire, and her hands become sheathed in flame. A finger flicks towards him, and a jet of flame lances towards his legs.

"Look, I'd rather not kill you..."