`` we do n't have time for that many possibilities . '' did the air just get sucked out of the room ? inches below them are two cauldrons of fire , and both of my hands and wrists are completely submerged in the flames . just then a loud trumpet call sounded and the stadium dropped to silence . i dont want to make any waves . i guess i 'm not ready to go back to work tomorrow either . '' i could n't find the word for it . it seemed to represent some powerful , ancient magic . 