Within seconds Drake's body had been blasted at least a hundred feet away and was totally aflame.

"He'll get back up." Diana muttered with a scowl, but she did seem relieved. He wouldn't be back up for awhile, first the flames would have to extinguish, then he'd have to recover. Which in a real situation would give Diana plenty of time to run. And that was the best she was hoping for.

Soon enough though she was back to being Diana, smiling at Hit Girl. "Thanks again. I think you see why I'd not perform so well in hand-to-hand stuff now." She waved towards the burning flesh that was Drake. "So, how do I make him vanish? Will him away?"