Valgius made his way down, leaving the building and heading toward one of the shops. Along the way, another thief grabbed his bag. Valgius cried out and pursued the man, who turned around holding a handgun (not that Valgius knew what it was), and shot him. Valgius felt pain rip through his stomach, as the bullet entered near his kidney. Collapsing to his knees, Valgius willed Fire to burst forth as he held his hand forward. The flames streaked from his fingertips, arcing over the heads of the now-screaming civilians. The flames burst into an explosion in front of the thief, who stumbled backwards, tripping over Valgius. Valgius checked the man, and saw he was unconscious. He then grabbed his Grownds, and tried to force himself to stand up. No one seemed to keen to help him, as they'd just watched him conjure fire from his hands. A few muttered something about him being a sorcerer, but Valgius paid them no mind. Instead, he stumbled toward the center of the town, which was deserted. There, he sat down on a large fountain, seeing it had dried up. Valgius panted, shaking his head. "I... need a... knife..." he muttered, though no one was around to hear him, so far as he knew.