During their escape down the ladder, he tried to get another read on the creature. Kishin Eggs grew angrier, Witches presumably vengeful. Namely, they felt some form of pain and reacted to it.

This one? It felt nothing. There was heat and light, but there was nothing changing in its mind.

Had Lezard lacked nerve, that would have scared him.

"Putting distance between it and us would be... preferable," he noted in a chilling calm.

"But the flames can stall it should it get too close. Keep moving in any direction you can, take every alley way... should I sense it or another of these things, you will be informed." No. No, no, no. This wasn't how it was supposed to be! He couldn't be outclassed by some spectre, not right before his rise to Deathscythedom!

Uh oh.

"It's pursuing us!" Thank you, Lily, for not wearing Keds today.