In the dark depths of the Underhive, light was something to be feared. While the lights were operational to various degrees in the upper levels, once you got down far enough such systems had been broken for so long that some might have assumed that they had never been there in the first place. The only source of light that existed down here was fire and the powers that be had long ago made sure that those who lurked in the depths of the hive held a healthy fear of it. 

A quick burst of burning death engulfed someone who was going to regret the last few moments of their life regretting the fact that they had never learned such an important lesson. While he couldn't smell the smoke or the scent of cooking flesh as screams howled through the echo prone tunnels around them through the breathing mask that covered his face, Johnathan couldn't help but smile wickedly to himself with satisfaction at a job well done. There was just something about watching the fire dance so beautifully that lit a spark in him that he had never really felt from anything else in his life and it was just so... [i]breathtaking...[/i] every time he saw it playfully tease him with its display he felt his heart race so wildly...

A firm shaking of his shoulder broke the spell of his beloved enchantress. Muffling an annoyed groan, Johnathan turned away from the smoldering corpse as he got back to the task of following Jacob through the tunnels. There was an entrance way to somewhere safe for those that rejected the Emperor nearby and considering that the two of them were meant to be dead with the rest of their squad, the sooner they got into such a shelter, the better.