What an undignified desaster! Couldn't these dipshitting blood pumps who already had the privilege at living over the top of society at least develop some priorities like escaping first and then feeding outside of the public ? As if there wasn't already more than enough to clean up. Balthazar did not exactly deem himself to be the most sociable person himself, but this was...

... an attack run coming for him!

Being in the middle of the parking lot, the demon's mind ran through his options: He could try the kickstart thing  and speed away on the bike before this vampire could reach him, but that was more a faint probability of success than any real hope. He could alternatively release an incendiary blast, but as this as this was his secret favorite, it would likely added more people to the casualty list [i]and[/i] maybe set his own escape route on fire. There was no lack of gasoline in the cars parked here.

Balthazar took a leap which was not exactly super impressive, but for somebody of the demon's sheer size surprisingly maneuverable still. A forward sumersault later and the vampire's momentum would hopefully carry him over Balthazar's now crouched position and onto a patch of empty concrete floor instead. No time to take a lot of aim himself really though, instead he just stretched his right arm upwards and released a plume of something shimmering in green and blue-ish color without even looking. The demon mentally prepared for the smell of burnt flesh.

First of all however, the brief burst of fire spread across the ceiling and made two of the adjacent strip lights pop. Mercury vapor mixed with finely grained glass ? Just the thing he needed to inhale for this rapidly deteriorating misery of a day!

[hider=Summary]Balthazar is aware that the environment he's currently in harbors some potential for explosive conflagration and gives a moderate test fire to see if that works just well enough to gain an advantage.[/hider]