[ Avery's wondering is answered in short order when he pursues the fire in earnest; Ekkehardt, dressed in hard-wearing black, in a fabric that seems to consume the light of the torch he's holding, walks with a deliberate and steady tread.
Occasionally, he stops to listen for some distant noise, and makes his decision to turn left or right or continue straight ahead based on that.
There's no place left unscathed by fire's touch. The atmosphere might have been choking, if this was real, but since he wasn't affected by it, his memories - and anyone walking in them - aren't affected by them either. ]
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Occasionally, he stops to listen for some distant noise, and makes his decision to turn left or right or continue straight ahead based on that.
There's no place left unscathed by fire's touch. The atmosphere might have been choking, if this was real, but since he wasn't affected by it, his memories - and anyone walking in them - aren't affected by them either. ]