Maddie's face fell as Emmalyn changed her mind and decided to stay with the group at the lake. "Emmalyn!" she said, not intending to yell, but seeing as her emotions were running high, her tone of voice ran high with them. "Emmalyn, I know you want to stay, but think if this--what if there are more? What if they're heading toward the castle? Think of all the people you could save by heading back with us!" The thought crossed her mind to toss the younger girl on to her back and force her back to the castle, but that would probably just hold them both up.

She sighed, realizing her work here was done. "Emmalyn, remember---Ignisio Funem! Just a whip-like motion, and you've got it!" she said. Then on that note, she was gone. Marchand was heading back to the castle, and so was she. The only thing Maddie wished was different was the fact that Hawthorne wasn't going back with them. Maddie had really taken a liking to the Headmistress, and she had a great deal of trust in her. Marchand was excellent at charmwork, though. They had this!

So feeling confident she'd done everything she could do here at the lake, she took off running, Marchand's trail of fire hopefully keeping her safe.