Well, this wasn't going as planned! Not that they had a plan. Shannon clinched her teeth and picked up her steps when Lucy finally teleported to the end of the corridor. Quite unaware that smoke streamed from each exhale. But she was aware that she needed to learn control.
Especially when she turned to see Loki step between them and the ghosts again. But she didn't stop. Though everything in her screamed to do so. If she only had control of the fire. If only she'd grabbed one of her swords! Or a cask of salt.