Remember that time when the Jablons went to a suspicious hotel and Jill supplexed an arcade machine? Well, the arcade machine, Trem, remembered, and she wasn't happy about that. The millisecond she unsuspectively reunited with the sore loser, something snapped in the little magician's brain. A fire instantly engulfed the unsuspecting streamer, burning her to a crisp.

Now, a pile of ash, Jill could only lay there and wonder what this woman's problem was.

Another colab comm with @flatteningleaf, drawn by @dracodragite. This is more of a joke than anything else. May lead to a larger story someday, but not right now.