In the rising conflagration of someone who, apparently, would prefer to self-immolate rather than confront the problem directly, Nick recoils from the range of the hungrily licking flames, eying the utter disarray warily.

It is of little consequence.

Nick withdraws a second object, rattling and globular, and drops it into the chaos their mutual enemy has helpfully generated on his own. With a bright hiss, the small orb releases a thick burst of choking gray smoke.