[a burst of flame starts on the door near where he's knocking. he can't get up, can't move, but it's the least he can do, burning a slow hole through the door with enough time for Saïx to move back to avoid getting torched. it becomes big enough for the man to crawl through, darkness spilling out through it to let the light of the hall come into the room, showing the burn damage, the broken furniture, the bleeding Axel that collapses to the floor with a strangled gasp]
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