River tried to throw herself backward, but she knew she was too slow. And she had no idea what demonic fire would do to an ice dragon, but she was not anxious to find out.
Before she could even fully process the flare of heat across her back, it was gone.
Hanako had somehow planted herself between the demon and the rest of their group, hands outstretched to draw the flames into herself. She was panting, skin lit up from the inside, red eyes burning bright.
"Get...back," she gasped to a frozen River, then looked to Thrax. "I can't...hold this in..."