The heat and smell of the figure continued to assault his senses, rooting him in place as he casted a terrified look to the steadily spreading flames.  His mind went momentarily blank until he suddenly stumbled forward with that rough shove, jarring him out of his panic.  

“R-right.”   Ezra stepped quickly after the hunter, desperately trying to push the thought of the fire from his mind as he climbed out after him. The window was not difficult to get through Suddenly moving to hurry past the Hunter, aiming to get as far away from the flames as possible, away from the stench, away from the heat.  

Quickly, and now that he was safe from the flames, he covered his look of fear with one of annoyance.. Though his heart continued to try and escape his chest and the scars beneath his clothes seemed to burn as if fresh.  “Huh.  They have gotten rather bold out here in the Wastes haven’t they?”  Steps up next to Johannes now, keeping his gaze on anything but the burning building.   Catching the Hunter’s uneasiness his amber eyes flicked quickly to the tavern woman, suddenly voicing the same thoughts. 

“We should go.”  The young scribe kept his voice low, not only worried about the idea of an angry Tavern owner but the chance more Miraculum could be lurking nearby.