Vin
Vin frowned, the shock guy seemed to be losing his battle, his opponent was just too quick, and seemed to have a counter for everything. She pondered going to help for a moment, but really, there were plenty of others who'd already involved themselves, did she really need to risk it?
Her eyes fell on the burning building.
No. She didn't.
But she wanted to.
Sighing in exasperation at herself, she shoved another two fork-fulls of pasta into her mouth and shoved the plate into a trash can. This is going to end in tears. Then she was shoving her way past the policeman- and really, why don't they just shoot someone already! and approaching the pyro from behind.
She used the shocky man's attack as a distraction and reached out to grip the man by the back of his neck. She simultaneously launched two separate attacks; beginning to suck in every bit of energy the man's body was producing and storing, and forcing his skin to rip itself apart, which would result in long cuts all over his body. It was a vicious attack, but she wasn't too concerned. He would probably survive.
Probably.