He wasn't made for this. His power was what kept him alive, even while it steadily ate away at his body. It was entirely possible that he was his power, and so pushing it down so far, dimming it out as much as it was, it was a wonder that he was able to respond at all.
He nodded a little. Pushed it back. Kept his eyes open. Worked on staggering in the direction that Azula was urging him along in.
Just barely flames. He must have been one hellish sight, just then, with barely a hint of fire left to hide burned muscle and torn flesh, a hollowed out body that had been literally torn to shreds by that very same flame. Shattered ribs. He was a walking corpse.
He glanced blearily toward the few remaining nurses left after Jacob's onslaught, gathering around the blue flame, lighting themselves on fire, flailing their scalpels around and drawing one another's blood.
Re: Brookhaven Hospital: Zooooombie Nurses!
He nodded a little. Pushed it back. Kept his eyes open. Worked on staggering in the direction that Azula was urging him along in.
Just barely flames. He must have been one hellish sight, just then, with barely a hint of fire left to hide burned muscle and torn flesh, a hollowed out body that had been literally torn to shreds by that very same flame. Shattered ribs. He was a walking corpse.
He glanced blearily toward the few remaining nurses left after Jacob's onslaught, gathering around the blue flame, lighting themselves on fire, flailing their scalpels around and drawing one another's blood.
He was like them.