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Crimson watched as the fire exploded in front off him, and he raised an arm to shield his face. He immediately did a 180* and headed out through the nice hole the Hunter had left for him.

Scire after moving in some distance to the point that he had gotten hopelessly lost in the dense jungle, flopped down to the ground, still holding Hawke in a death-like grip.

"Hawke?  Talk to me." He urged, unable to see her face behind her hood. "Can you speak?"