Tavros wasn't exactly sure what he was doing either, he wasn't even sure if it was even going to work, but he had to try. It was an act of true desperation.
His eyes squeezed shut in concentration and slowed his breathing and then it happened. Little flames appeared in his hands, building into neat little balls. He opened his eyes and they were glowing faintly. "Got the fire...what do I do with it...?" he said in a soft, wavering voice.