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[u][h1][center][color=9e0b0f][b]Jude Styles[/b][/color][/center][/h1][/u]
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Jude was anxiously receiving instructions, racing with both Ashton and Flame to the source of the flames. They stayed silent, though vigilant, as the rest of the team worked out all of the details. It was, indeed one of their own doing this. [i]Someone[/i] had done this on purpose, overloaded one of them with a massive amount of mana to cause this scene, though who or why they would do such a thing would have to be sussed out at a later date. Civilians were in danger, and the Bazaar's security was aiming to put a quick stop to that by gunning down everyone with powers in the immediate area. Luckily Ashton had the foresight to run some damage control with the high-grade extinguishers, or it was a real possibility the entire market could burn down while the security was looking to mete out 'justice.'

Speaking of justice, real justice, Jude arrived on the scene just in time to see Maria, Klein and Alan. Or, it seemed to be Alan, it was hard to tell when he was covered in holy flames as if a mad god was smiting him. At the least Alan was still standing and not a pile of ash, so he was probably still alive, if not possibly in horrible flame. Everyone else began to extinguish the flames coming out of him as Jude observed the situation gingerly. One of the aircraft that should have currently been gunning down everyone in the square was actually jerking and flailing around wildly, presumably due to the influence of one of Jude's allies. That should serve as enough of a distraction for this next part.

The flames seemed to sputter ever so slightly as the foam hit them, sucking the oxygen from the surrounding area and releasing a flash-freezing agent. Or maybe that was Jude's imagination, hoping the magic fire was tamable and killable, so this next part wouldn't be so painful. [color=9e0b0f][i]'I'm standing by to grab Alan. Let me know when the flames are small enough he won't damage the ship.'[/i][/color] Jude projected into the group's mental link. They had taken a plasma shot before, sure. But sustained, magical flames completely enveloping him... there was a possibility they could be cooked alive, their cybernetics becoming a horrifying tomb to boil what remained of their body into a sludge.

[color=9e0b0f][i]'Just... just try and calm down. You've been in plenty of fire fights before. You've risked your life before. If there's anything this body is good for, its not letting you die.'[/i][/color] Jude repeated to themselves over and over.