[For a moment Felix does as he's told, frozen there and lost in memories and paralyzed by proximity of what he'd call Malkar's miasma, even if that had only ever been in his own head. He feels it pressing him to the wall until he can barely even breathe. He remembers that Malkar is dead, but that makes it almost worse. Still, he shudders in revulsion and is finally able to move]
No! Not again...
[He makes a pushing motion, swiping awkwardly at the air in front of him, and his fingertips are wreathed rather suddenly in flame]
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No! Not again...
[He makes a pushing motion, swiping awkwardly at the air in front of him, and his fingertips are wreathed rather suddenly in flame]