<strong>~Arathel, Male Form, Inside the Bar~</strong><br/><br/>It was hard to beat being soaking wet for a protective shield against burning flames.  Even so, he was starting to dry off more quickly than he wanted to, and the smoke was getting pretty thick.  Once that other man was healed, it seemed the best thing to do right now would be to get out of the bar altogether.<br/><br/>Somewhere along the line, his flaming sword had just vanished.  That seemed to be par for the course for this strange individual; it had appeared out of nowhere pretty much just as readily.  There was one more who still needed his help and he was all too ready to provide it.<br/><br/>He reached out to grab Cori, wanting to pull her out rather than waiting to see if she would come to her senses or not.  If he could, he would either escort her out by the arm or, if that failed, just hoist her up and pull her out.  There wasn't really time to try to argue or talk sense into her.  There was nothing else here that required the attention of people above and beyond just getting everyone out.<br/><br/>He also made sure to throw a glance to JJ, making it as clear as he could that it was time to go.