Catie grabbed her napkin and spat a bit of fire on it, lighting it on fire. She held it in her hands and turned to a guard. "HEY! Catch!" She yelled, throwing the wadded up, flaming napkin at the guard, who batted it aside and tackled her to the ground. Catie squirmed, but her small frame made it difficult to move under the heavy man. He stood up, hauling her up with him, and threw her back on to the table. He got out a button and pressed it, and Catie experienced a series of excruciating shocks that left her breathless. She sat at the table, but still glowered at the guard, who just sneered at her.