pins Wraith

Wraith’s eyes went wide and the heel of my hand smashed him in the solar plexus and he let out a loud oof and fell ass-first into the fireplace. He screamed and forgot the gun and put his hands to the floor, desperate to climb out of the coals but I stomped his chest and kept him burning. He remembered the gun then and went to raise it but I’d already stomped my other boot to his wrist. I heard the bones crack even above his screams and I stood there letting him burn.
-Sledge vs. The Labyrinth, pg. 245