Flame.
Yeah, I don’t much like flame. Flame can burn me up; turn me to dust and what not. Caught on fire more than a couple of times, but only one had some spot of significance to it. The night Sunnydale and everything in it went to hell, ‘cludin’ me was the night that I thought I really mattered. Went down with the soddin’ town, bein’ a champion.
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