Liz gritted her teeth as she felt the flames searing the cuts on her legs shut. All across her body, her muscles tensed up, practically locking, while she waited for the Human Torch to finish closing up the wounds. Her eyes were shut so tight, that no one could open them. Her hands were balled into fists as she fought to keep from moving, which could injure herself or Crystal or The Human Torch or the med student who had his hands over her shoulders. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes. She expected there to be a lot of pain, but this was more than she expected.