Pyro had burnt the small cabin, not able to resist the urge. He took one last look at the smouldering ashes and left., to see a village. Burning. Fire. Smoke. Ashes. Everything Pyro loved...He picked up his fire axe, Flare Gun and flame thrower (Don't ask where he keeps 'em.). If he had a mouth, he would have grinned. When suddenly...He saw aan explosion fill the deep, blue sky. Both had fire, or at least ashes if everything had already been burnt.
He decided to check out the explosion out of curiosity, whistling a song as he walked along.
He decided to check out the explosion out of curiosity, whistling a song as he walked along.