The fire ceased at once. Snow fell to her knees and broke into a fit of cough. Puff of smoke left her mouth as the cough became hectic. Morgana ran as fast as her little legs could carry her and went to meet Snow where she crouched. Snow heaved and heaved but nothing came out of her mouth. The veins on her head strained and her eyes reddened. Her sight was blurry and her throat was itchy and dry, it burned whenever she coughed. Morgana wrapped her little hands around Snow's neck and began Whispering something beneath her breath. Seconds after that, Snow began to feel relief. Her breathing became regular and the coughs stopped. Her throat no longer burned or itched, all discomfort was gone and after she felt the relief, she wrenched herself from Morgana's grip and went to meet Bosili.