After what had just happened, Andrew took the time to listen to Mr. Descent. When the seal was mentioned, Andrew stared down at his arm. The swirling tattoo had an ominous aura to it, as with everything about its maker. He directed his attention to the screen where a young man in nice clothes was displayed. He simply watched as fire consumed the boy after a similar seal on his arm ran out. He continued to listen, just about numb with fear, as Mr. Descent explained how it worked, and as he gave everyone five minutes to live. 

After Mr. Descent had laughed and left, Andrew looked around at the streets. The televisions remained dark, but people were still up and about. From one of the alleys came a young boy, chains dangling from somewhere inside his arm. The boy stared at Andrew with an intensity. While Andrew didn't want to die with fire, he didn't want to kill either. He didn't have much time to consider alternative options as the boy rushed at him with a desperate cry. Andrew shielded his front with arms crossed, and blue particles manifested between the two combatants, stopping the young boy short. Andrew could feel power flowing into him as the boy struggled against the barrier. After a few seconds, the boy stopped, out of breath, hands on his knees. He stared up at Andrew with a pleading look on his face. Andrew faltered, hesitant to kill, but he had to do it. He mouthed an apology and a prayer as he held his right palm in front of him, drawing on the kinetic energy stored. A shockwave, made out of similar particles, blasted Andrew off his feet and sent the boy crashing against a nearby building. The seal on Andrew's arm reset.