Peony/Ash/Mag
The healing settled over Peony, soothing her skin. It did not feel like magick, which was perhaps a good thing -- there was no need to irritate the elementals further, and every use of magicks in their presence would only serve to enrage them. As it was, her continuous casting and the mime's mimicry thereof was bringing them attention enough, even if it was also the only way to subdue the threat.
As the next blast of flames sped towards her, Magnolia was there, taking the hit in her stead. It gave her the opportunity to finish chanting -- despite the expenditure in energy, it seemed something a bit more drastic was required. This time, it was Flood, in all of its roaring glory, that came crashing down upon the enemies like a tidal wave summoned from thin air. As the steam and froth of water faded away, the elementals were left flickering with a subdued glow, clearly greatly harmed by the powerful spell. One more -- she would need an ether after -- and they would be down.