In spite of the seriousness of the situation, Ignis found himself smiling as he heard Caelan do what the lads would refer to as 'trash talking'. It certainly kept the mood a little lighter considering what was going on. He swiped with the fire daggers at a particularly nasty looking skeleton, as it seemed to be covered in some sort of green slime..something. The stench alone would've probably knocked anyone out. But he discovered the slime seemed pretty flammable and so he used his dagger to push the creature towards an oncoming chain of unpleasant undead.

There was a smile as it gave them a moment to rest. "Fire indeed appears to be a good ally against these creatures." So much for kicking daggers at them. Ignis too could infuse his daggers with ice or lightning, but if Fire was where it was at, he would go with what worked. And there wasn't enough room to high jump at them.