Breathe in, breathe out. Focus on the fire, the fire is your nirvana. The exciting pyromaniac fanfares of power are back again, and Alfred Schroedinger, the greatest youngster with a panda backpack to ever exist, is here for TRUE fireworks! After all, the bombing specialist of the great Schroedinger family has quite a reputation to live up to. Maya would -never- forgive him if he lost to a decrepit old man with a generic fetish for generically good-looking.,. um... dear god, is Zhuzhen bland to the point of not even having a token fetish? That's not a good start. But hey, this means Alfred's demolition job should go far faster - just plant a few explosives on the frail old man's hips and watch the fireworks fly, indeed, quite relaxing. That'll be quite the celebration for his - and maybe even Shady's! - victory in the arena!
