[h2]Dirk Messir[/h2]
As he'd predicted, the snow rendered the power of Dirk's Divine Purpose useless. Not only did the person who'd created the explosion find him extremely quickly, but having left a large trail of what seemed to be more fire behind him, he then drew a second person to Dirk and the other Red Hoods who had followed him. This one didn't seem to have any specific propulsion method, and yet he still moved fast enough to keep up with the first guy, apparently appearing from out of nowhere... Dirk frowned, his head tilting as he thought to himself. He knew of only one example of an ability that let a person move like that through physical power alone, and if this person was a user of the Six Styles the way Dirk presumed he might be, he wasn't sure he'd be able to keep up, given his past performance against the Battler.

He was rescued from needing to respond immediately by the statement of his captain, and then of his fellow crew member. At Bogard's mention of the burning village, Dirk looked over at it, only to see that the fires were already being extinguished... blown out by a lot of wind, apparently. Was that normal for fires that big? He didn't have any reference point, so he couldn't say. Turning back to the escaped prisoner and his pursuer, Dirk considered the situation for a moment longer, eventually coming to the conclusion that pointing out the obvious might help prevent a confrontation for a while. Maybe, if it didn't just bring a fight about more quickly. Looking at the second, possibly-a-Six-Styles-user man, he pointed out "Somebody blew a hole in the wall of the prison. I think it was that guy. So you might want to stop the prisoners from. Escaping? Because some of them will probably escape whilst you're here."

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