Voice taking on a tortured tenor, the man fell to the ground in evident pain, swatting at the other Inverted with flailing arms as if trying to get them to flee. As Mr. Herst knelt down to help the man up, Anice noticed that all of the streamers in the area around them were beginning to smoke. Within seconds, they suddenly burst into flames with a very visible bending of the air, at which point the old teacher turned around, his clothes igniting as if catching a spark while covered in black oil. Eyes wide and face pale, Mr. Herst yelled over the crowd in a surprisingly forceful, frightened voice.
"Everyone, flee now! Flee as far as you can!"
Those were the last words that the man would ever speak, for the mysterious visitor suddenly roared much louder than a person should have been capable of, his screams coinciding with a blinding explosion of roaring flames that had a diameter of about thirty paces and a height several times its width.
