The half-orc sits down stiffly, uninjured from the flame.
Titus is able to help the injured swordswoman. She thanks him for the kind act of healing.
As Grim ponders the decadent city, no insight about the half-orc's strange affliction comes to him. However, the screaming elf on his knees nearby may be involved somehow.
Verakka nears the now-ranting figure (finding the area no warmer than usual). He starts calling out warnings to unseen people, "No! Not that door....Behind you!...The support beams were never replaced...".
Krug is smoothly following the drow, when the strangest thing occurs. A quiet-looking human commoner coming down the street the opposite direction looks in Krug's direction and bolts of blue lightning blast from his eyes. Krug leaps aside in time, but a woman behind him is not so lucky. Her skin chars and her limbs flail before she falls to the ground.