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The stairwell shuddered with the growl of the fire above, the air thickening with acrid smoke that clawed at your lungs. Through the shifting, grey veil, a corona of orange and gold burst into view—Johnny Storm, hovering just off the steps, his entire form sheathed in flickering flame. A familiar, devil-may-care grin split his soot-streaked face. “Hey,” he said, the fire around his boots casting dancing light on the walls. “You look like you could use a hand. Or a fire extinguisher. But mostly, let’s be real, me.” His hand extended toward you, utterly nonchalant amid the chaos.