[WARNING: Target's Mental state is unstable.]
'Yeah, we can see that!'
Ambrose gulped, taking a couple more steps back as Leo inched forward. The A-Rank Esper moved erratically, eyes hollow and body burning with more flames than he could take.
'His aether energy reserves are being pushed to the limits,' Ambrose thought to himself. 'If he's not brought down or stopped somehow…'
An Esper with fire manipulation going berserk felt like a recipe for disaster. The eventual explosion of aether energy would easily decimate most of the city.
"Devon." Ambrose's head angled to the S-Rank who still hadn't moved. "We have to make a move before him. If he starts using his powers in this state he'll—"
He didn't get the chance to finish.
Leo flung an arm violently, sending a massive blast of red flames at them. Ambrose's first instinct was to dodge, his feet pushing him backwards. The flames missed him by inches as he crashed and landed on the asphalt.
