Cordelia dodged again, and smirked. She had figured out the pattern, and she yawned boredly. "That wasn't a complicated pattern at all, kid," the woman said. The closeness of the flames bothered her greatly, but seeing as she had figured it out, it didn't matter anymore. "The first one was aimed at my left. Then it came from behind, behind again, then front, and finally right. The next one will come at my left." Her smirk widened a little bit. "So, seeing as how I figured it out, why not lower the flames?"