Thank god for her fireproof suit, otherwise Cassie was sure she'd be Stature, the extra crispy and very dead giant girl. She survived the flames but the force of the dragon's fire blast knocked her back onto the charred street and she had to scramble quickly to her feet to avoid its next attack. Since hitting the monster seemed as good a distraction tactic as any, she aimed two more punches at its head and then a kick in quick succession.
Stature quickly grew several more feet to be prepared to take whatever the dragon wanted to throw at her, and hopefully she wouldn't fall flat on her ass this time. At least, she reasoned with herself, she was keeping it busy and that was what mattered, no matter how much she got beat up or how many times she fell over or that there was a distinct possibility of incineration.