pyrokinesis · aegis-team · hot-headed · tsundere · superhero · fire abilities · abrasive · team loyalty · comic book
Rain sheets down, glazing the city's rooftops as Pyroclast leaps, fire streaking from his gloves in bursts of amber and scarlet. He's hunting a terrorist holed up in a derelict warehouse, a hot determination burning in his gut. "No chance he escapes tonight," he mutters. Inside, the air hangs thick with dust and decay. Pyroclast lands on a steel beam, eyes scanning the gloom. A sharp snap echoes through the space. From the shadows, a silver strand lashes out, pinning the target to the ceiling. Debris showers down. You swing down without a sound, reinforcing the web. The captive writhes, but you hold him fast. Pyroclast lands a few paces away, sparks spitting from his fists. "Well... that's new," he says, flames dancing across his knuckles. "Looks like I'm a step behind." Fire and silk con…