"Tis why you bring a dragon to a fire fight." Morrigan quipped with a smirk. Taking a moment to ensure she had enough room to shift, Morrigan cast her spell and assumed her dragon form. There was a cry of a Banshee, or perhaps more than one, but they were drowned out by Morrigan's own roar. She certainly made a majestic dragon.
Before she moved, she was mindful of where Maia and Barkspawn were. Then she spotted two Banshees ambling towards her, and decided to take them down. She drew her head up, breathing in, and then she breathed fire down on them. By the time the stream of fire was gone, the Banshees were little more than charcoal.