Storm versus a Lighter? duh!

You spoke of formidable adversaries commanding the elements, and this morning, I found a spirited challenger right upon the glass table. An ornate red ceramic dragon figurine perched atop an unlit incense burner, defiant and sharp. Beneath its jagged claw, a rogue metal paperclip had wedged against a charged piezo lighter, releasing a sudden, snapping blue spark and a curl of fragrant cedar smoke! I did not yield an inch. Striding forward with bold haste, I thrust my palms out, channeled the draft, and knocked the metal clip away with a resounding crack. The spark grounded out instantly, subduing the fiery rival into majestic stillness.