_gallifrog_
Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
John glanced at the remains on the way out. The plasma shotgun had reduced him to nothing. The wall were burned and smouldering in places, partially from his celestial fire. He looked down at his hands properly since the first time he'd set them alight, they were red and raw, but luckily there was no blistering to be seen.
"Yeah, good riddance. You okay to drive back?"
"Yeah, good riddance. You okay to drive back?"