[There's a moment of hesitation. Of completely stillness, a flick of the godling's tongue in the air...
Before the fire leaps again... It rises up around it like a tsunami, crashing down in a circle around itself, the suffocating blast of air racing just a little in front of the incoming inferno.
Kazuha is thrown backwards before the fire can immolate her, or, for that matter, her katana can pierce. Parrot's spear vanishes into the fire.. though whether it struck or not... You don't really have time to find out.]
[Over the roar of flames you hear.] I WILL NOT LISTEN TO THE WORDS OF THOSE WHO TURNED THEIR BACK ON DUTY.