Then the scene changed, and I was a fifty-something man with white hair, in a room that was suspended in the air high above the ocean. I was with another man, slightly younger, who was messing with a circular lock in the wall. He got it open, and reached in, taking out a bottle that had a demon in it. He was going to use its power, even though he knew it would eventually destroy him. He hurried toward the door -- then turned to me and told me to take care of his daughter, a pretty three-year-old blond girl. Then he left. So I picked up the little girl and flew down to the water, to a little rowboat I had waiting. But she climbed or fell out, and began drifting downstream. I began swimming after her, calmly at first, then furiously when I saw a hippo-alligator creature coming after her to devour her. I threw flame at him, expecting him to burst into flame immediately, but it didn't faze him. I swam harder, threw flame again -- he paused, but then continued. I beat him to her, took her in my arms, and threw flame again with all my concentration -- this time he burst into a pillar of flame, burning on the surface of the water. She was never afraid, and I wasn't either -- just determined. My power increased with my nearness to her, and as she grew up, my nearness strengthened her power as well. After she hit puberty I started falling in love with her -- kinda ridiculous since I was 50 years older -- but she fell in love with me too and we joined forces to make me about 30 -- a mere 15 years older.
Very strange dream. My powers didn't surprise me in any part of the dream -- they were natural to me. I wasn't even surprised to be a 50-year-old man.