Burnscar fire range

I raised a hand, and a gout of fire shot three hundred feet in the air, and then it spread out to the horizon.

Everybody stared, mouths open.

"The Slaughterhouse weren't living up to their potential, but I've got plans for what I picked up. All of them are dead, except for Crawler, and he's off wandering in other dimensions. I have plans to get to him later, assuming I can find him."

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Strategy