The bodies of those unfortunate fighters who were taken down by the extremists earlier begin to stir in response to that magic, but Eli doesn't notice them yet. His attention is on the burst of fire suddenly rushing toward him. He has just enough time to toss his gun away and spare the gunpowder from the heat. Then he's swallowed by the flames.

He hurls himself forward, charging toward Wei Wuxian, a ghastly fireball on two legs. Most people would be screaming, but he doesn't. The only indication that he's in pain at all comes from his strange, ragged gasping as he draws closer. Flesh and clothing still aflame, he leaps at Wei Wuxian, aiming to tackle him and share the gruesome experience.