Kennet could feel her presence even as she watched the scene from a distance. Eyes closed as she wafted her breeze toward the cracks of fire amongst the shell. In the dim setting, white-hot light spilt from him. Ignoring the human still held up in his hand for the moment, he spun toward Aria. "I am busy," he growled. Sizzling and the smell of burning hair started to fill the air as the human began to cry out in the slow intense heat that began to consume him.
In a step toward the Sylph, Kennet dropped the human to the ground. Its screams silenced by a whipping firestorm around its face. Kennet smirked, his once blue eyes doubled in flame and narrowed. "Are we to do this again, Sylph? Your flirtations of knowledge you do not rightly possess?" Another graceful step forward. "Or are you looking to burn your feathers and offer me a drink of your magic as well?"
He leant down over her shorter frame, his hands grasped behind his back. His heat blazing off of him as he whispered with hot breath into her ear. "If you wish to summon her gifts for your own purposes, there is a price to pay for taunting a Djinn."