As John raced towards the ruined castle his lungs and throat burned in the frigid air, his legs burned with acidic buildup, and, oddly enough, a man standing at the entrance to said castle burned with actual flames.

Now, while the Legion's modular training can generally prepare a soldier for when the midden strikes the rapidly rotating device, there are some situations so sudden and unexpected that you cannot possibly examine your modules fast enough.

It can be argued that running across a frozen mountain range in summer gear, with an avalanche bearing down, a dragon overhead, a man undergoing spontaneous combustion ahead, a sudden and inexplicable fire sprouting up behind, and a man throwing himself into said fire before telling you to continue on into the castle you had been headed towards [i]anyway[/i] is not conducive to rational thought. It could probably be argued that such a thing would cause a man to choose to face the avalanche instead of whatever thing inside the castle had incited such madness as to make men burn themselves alive without a trace of fear.

After a brief pause to consider rescuing the madman who had leapt into the flame, John shrugged his confusion to the world, and continued to dash towards the castle. He stopped only once more, to stick his tongue out at the dragon and shoot it once more, this time in the wing, and was gratified to see the appendage twitch uncontrollably for a fraction of a second. He then began to quietly follow the burned man and the one who carried him into the structure.