[b]The Inquisitor clenched his fist until the lines began to combust, bright red flames climbing around Desmond. But they weren't natural, only growing as they pushed against him.[/b] [i]"Don't think you are scary... The only terrifying thing about you is your personality..."[/i] [b]The Inquisitor was beginning to see the fruitlessness in his task. Desmond was advancing and his tricks were running short... Loss seemed inevitable... But there was one last thing... The failsafe.[/b] [i]"Be a shame if I learned you have a hard time flying..."[/i]