@foulacy
the sounds of shouting fill the air of the busy street, turning a crowd of heads as passerby notice the apparent kerfuffle.
the source- a humble, regular butchery- seemed to be in the middle of a robbery, but the criminal- long legs, languid posture, red hair- seemed entirely nonplussed by the situation at hand. the shouting, of course, is immediately cut off into a series of strangled gurgles.
holding the butcher up by the throat in one black-painted hand, the would-be robber held in his other hand a fistful of raw meat.
or rather, it would've been raw meat if his hand wasn't currently engulfed in flames, cooking the meat black as onlookers, and the shopkeeper, stared on in fear.












