"Oh you're unconscious?" The white-haired teen drops the comatose soldier, "That was boring.. eh?" The sudden strong winds catching his attention, the strong gusts making him pause and blink. Sol watches, off from a distance, at the scenes that were unfolding; the looters, HYDRA soldiers, classmates who were right now schooling the two groups and not to mention the burning buildings, speaking of which.. 

With a wave of his hand the pyrokinetic torches up the nearest structure on fire: a modest-looking apartment complex, with the much hotter cosmic flames eating up the source of oxygen, the regular ol' plain fires had little time before they were snuffed out with the lack of fuel to burn. Satisfied with his work he disperses his own flames, leaving the apartment somewhat charred but no longer on fire. "Neat." Sol murmurs to himself before flying off to other burning buildings to the same.

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