| The quivering pink mass that was Mindblaze slowly began to sublimate and turn to his gaseous form. All of his energies were sapped, and until he could find some way to replace his ebergies he'd be nothing more than wisps of smoke. Going topside wouldn't help all that much either, latent psionics were still abundant. He needed a soul... at least a taste, anything from a non-psionic. Suddenly he thought of that homeless man...
((If he's somehow psionic I get to kill you in the face -_-))
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