A raw, anguished sound came from the General when he felt a sear different than his state of perpetual burning. It was all he could do to get away from it, that penetrating thng tormenting his starseed. The flame gout returned to the building in a brilliant arc, and up sprung Faustite from it as he shed its guise and checked himself over while the knight made his retreat.

His hands burned residually. He picked delicately at his buttons and wrenched his sleeves upward, and found pale stars scarred into his palms and wrists where he'd grabbed the Knight.

He turned back to them — saw that the group was too far aloft to be reached by any of his abilities. Scoffing to himself, he muttered his displeasures to the winds as he vanished into wending smoke.

meighei
fin heart