A ball of fire nails Roman in the gut, cutting him short. He sails 20 feet backwards, smashing into a brick wall. Night Terror rolls right, dodging the other fireball meant for him, and it explodes into the yard behind him.

The Charred Hun, up on his feet, staggers back and forth – clearly still experiencing the effects of Night Terror’s interrupted touch. With his two opponents readying themselves for attack, he wisely retreats into the air, screaming back as he disappears (a bit haphazardly) into the clouds.