Firefight 1 (Kyrie's side)

After a few minutes, the only thing that remained around him was the destruction and desolation brought by the flames. The building, the tunnel around it, everything was turned into a smoldering cave.

Embers and pulsating red lines across every inch of a three-hundred-twenty-eight feet ratio were gone, reduced to nothing. Kyrie stood at its center, a hellish molten cave around him. Normally, a question of whether he had overkilled this attack would be warranted, but against Spencer… the human feared it wouldn't be enough to phase his friend.

Kyrie stared in the direction he felt resistance to his attack, and where he focused the brunt of it moments later. Golden eyes pierced the dark smog, waiting for the slightest movement and twitching beyond the black smoke rising from everywhere in his surroundings.