She knows her father has survived a nova blast from behind his shield, so its heat absorbtion properties are solid. Still, she can feel the fire singing her hair, and making her already severe burns worse.
Still, she extends the hammer past the shield, and absorbs all the energy she can. She knows how to do it, but its taxing, taking all her will and focus, draining her endurance quickly. She's also not very good at willing Mjolnir to contain it, and the radiant heat burns her hand further, and electricity crackles up her right arm. Still, more and more of the magic flame disappears into the hammer as she wills it to hold.
Still feeling like she's on fire, when the light finally passes, she extends, aiming the hammer at the dragon's head, and channeling every iota of the energy from his own intense blast back at him as a concentrated bolt of lightning and magical energy, trying to send the crackling bolt down his throat while his mouth is still open.
She wills it to work. It has to work.
It has to, because once the hammer is drained again, so is she. Short on air and well fried, Sarah passes out.
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