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Kordan was very quick to join her. The man was on his front, and a swift kick would send him tumbling to his back, only to look up at the flaming eyes of the pyromancer above him. The bilgemuck around him was nasty and sour, and almost boiling from Kordan's magic as the mage put his foot on his chest. Extending his hand imperiously, flames would roar from his blazing hand to form a searing, hissing stream of plasma that ended a few inches from his neck. 
[color=f26522]Go ahead, Yoshimi. Ask him all the questions you want. He starts feeling like he doesn't want to talk, and I'll start setting sensitive bits on fire."[/color]
Again with the controlling those constructs... It was almost like light and mist had a baby with Kordan's mean, mean imagination.