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Raz’ul wrung his mittened hands nervously as he watched Randy set up the bonfire for the night. “I don’t know if I should trust Randy with this. I know he’s my teammate and all, but all that fire is a lot of power.”
Symbol put a hand on Raz’ul’s shoulder. “Everyone has hidden depths, Raz’ul. I’m sure he’s got plenty of experience starting fires, there’s no reason for worry.”
As Symbol spoke, the match in Randy’s hand came to life, the light catching in his eye. Carefully, he ignited the kindling, and the hay in the bonfire began to catch feverishly.
“See, he’s perfectly trustworthy-“
With a single move, a shadowy hand came out of Randy’s stomach, and doused the whole pile with oil, causing it to roar up and knock Randy back.
“-Eddie, on the other hand, is not.”