Alphonse summoned Marlutz as he was going, warping the air to and increasing the heat to an almost offensive crescendo and erasing the memories of those beside him.
Many stared at him wide eyed, but none will remember what happened once he left.
He could feel the tug of his emotion, each one wanting him to act on it.
Anger was a blinding haze that threatened to consume him, his deep rooted protectiveness over Karma unsettled him.
He wasn't the one for such actions. And with this, he had only made himself more of a target. He feared Karma had already been dragged into the demon politics whether or not she was okay with it.
Marlutz appeared with a slight pop, akin to bursting a bubble. His long nose was raised in the air with obvious distaste, though he smacked his lips eagerly at the rising fume of darkness.
A nurse bumped into Marlutz and opened her mouth to scream in shock. But Alphonse got to her first. Placing a finger on her forehead, he murmured.
