Survives Inferno

As he watched, Legienstrasse opened a hole just big enough for her swollen form and forced her way down, into the hole and out of sight.
Lysander reached the edge of the hole. Wetness shone beneath him in the red flashes of las-fire. He jumped down and landed hip-deep in rushing water.
No, not water. Fuel. Legienstrasse had found one of the fuel lines that ran under the spaceport. The stench of it was so great an unaugmented man could not have breathed at all.
… Fire sparked behind him. Lysander caught it in the corner of his eye and risked a glance behind him.
Karnikhal Six-Finger was leaning down through the hole, illuminating the section of pipe with the molten fires of his armour. He reached down and a six-fingered hand shone in the darkness, liquid ceramite dripping from a slash in its palm.
The molten metal hit the torrent of fuel.
...‘Karnikhal knew she would survive,’ said Lysander. ‘He set the fire.’

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