Dark purple flames billowed out from Jamie, blanketing the ground as they went. The green that edged them was gone, and the color much deeper than Jamie’s power had ever been. The snow sizzled and hissed as the flames rolled across them, melting in their wake. What was once a winter wonderland scene painted in red was now barren in yellows, browns, and dark evergreen as the dead grass and trees were uncovered. Beneath it, the lines of the magic circle created to stop Jamie from commanding the Lycans to desist became visible, softly glowing with a golden magic hue. The building inferno latched itself to the witch’s magic, rapidly spreading down each line to the circle within the forest. A bloodcurdling shriek was heard from within the tree as the witch who’d stayed hidden there was caught
