[Maybe it's because Xiaolang's fourteen himself, or that he also used to be a rich brat who was less than nice to people, that Derek's brush off only frustrates him further.]
That's still too much...! Even if he was rude to people, it doesn't mean he should--
[But before he can get further into that, a wall of flames suddenly erupts around them, and he staggers back, stunned. His head whips around, trying to pinpoint the source, when his eyes fall upon four figures facing the fire not too far away. It was a teen boy, a woman in about her twenties, and two ten year old kids, a boy and a girl who looked rather familiar...
Xiaolang blanches, despite the heat, and quickly turns his eyes away from the group. He knew what this was now, and he wasn't about to let Derek witness it. What was that about rude rich kids again?]
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That's still too much...! Even if he was rude to people, it doesn't mean he should--
[But before he can get further into that, a wall of flames suddenly erupts around them, and he staggers back, stunned. His head whips around, trying to pinpoint the source, when his eyes fall upon four figures facing the fire not too far away. It was a teen boy, a woman in about her twenties, and two ten year old kids, a boy and a girl who looked rather familiar...
Xiaolang blanches, despite the heat, and quickly turns his eyes away from the group. He knew what this was now, and he wasn't about to let Derek witness it. What was that about rude rich kids again?]
W... We need to get out of here. Right now.