Diana shut her eyes and tried to concentrate. The logical part of her mind knew that this couldn't be Seth. The fear, and more importantly the anger that bubbled just beneath, didn't give a rat's ass that there was no chance this could be her tormentor. She was going to stand here and fight.
The air around her became colder, as it seemed winter was settling in on her. She barely had time to notice as she dodged out of the lightning bolt that came at her. Her arm ached in memory of the last time they fought. She could hear Patty's last words in her mind again.
She charged up her magic again, bigger, stronger, hotter... channeling her rage, her fear and her grief into the fire. She would burn this whole thing to the ground if she had to.