After the 200 hits, Xaver hit the ground hard. He let out a few coughs, before slowly sitting up. He looked at the guy called fire fly. When he stopped talking for a second Xaver started to laugh, looking at the man as he started to catch fire. He shook his head and slowly got up, looking at the man. "You're not very smart man are you? Fire moves from one point to another, you jumped on the fire. It cought your leg and you didn't even notice, so... I could help you, or I could let you burn to death. Which do you think I should do?"