Dear Fire:
Fire? Pshah! Nothing doing ... though a rhyming fight is brewing. If I were you I'd start reviewing priorities before your mewing.
You should spend each moment from now until the fight's begun worrying 'bout 1v1 before your team's completely done.
We are Entropy, you see. We are more than you and me; we are every possibility ... Fire, Water, Gravity ...
Doesn't matter, we can do it. Randomness has so much to it. A little spell and fire's through, it's just that way. No need to rue it.
Luck is simply not your friend. And you plainly can't defend -- cannot heal, cannot mend ... Fire's time is at an end.
All your threats are quickly spurned 'cause Entropy is unconcerned. In the end you will have learned: Fire is the one who's burned.
You will not have a winning streak. So next time before you speak, realize your future's bleak, because weak element is weak.