(( Welcome to the rp trippyxxx<img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/>))<br/><br/>Glaive saw that he was encircled by wild flames that showed no sign of relenting their advances. Things were now worst than ever. With his hands full carrying Aurion there was little he could do. He would have tried to convince Cuno to help him, but since his jaws were holding Aurion's staff he couldn't say anything.<span style="font-style: italic">'He probably wouldn't know what to do anyways. Wait a minute . . . where is the little punk?'</span><br/>Cuno broke off a branch and was roasting some kind of food over the open flames. He saw Glaive looking at him and responded by smiling and waving to him.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'What did I do to deserve this?'</span>If that weren't enough it was getting harder to breathe as well and with his mouth full he was able to intake a lot of oxygen.<span style="font-style: italic">'I may end up burning myself to death, but if I'm going to hell I might as well go down flaming!'</span><br/>Holding Aurion tight he backed up a few feet before running at the fire wall. At the last moment he jumped over the flames, burning his tail in the process. He winced his pain and a small groan managed to escape his throat before he shrugged it off and ran for the elevator.