"Knowledge you still do not understand," he retorted quickly. The heat would not harm her as heat, and was not intended to. It had never been the heat that djinn used to kill supernaturals; that merely was a djinn's state of being.
Standing straight, he set a sarcastic smile on his lips. Leaves danced around them burnt into ashes of flame as the wind did nothing but feed the fire. Their two elements had little to no effect on each other in that way. "It does not matter. The glyph was presented, was it not?" His eyes looked her up and down. "I never took from you previously. I should change that. Stir the winds to drink from and you will may yet see me broken from the chains."