"He stared at me for some time, not saying anything. I wasn't sure what to do, and he was known for destructive outbursts. So, I put the items I had grabbed down on the floor.
"With my arms up, I tried to walk out of the room, but he wouldn't move. I was a little hesitant to talk to him, but I did manage to ask him if he could kindly move aside."
You chuckle a little at the idea of you politely asking a violent criminal to let you pass by them.
"I'm guessing he didn't," Blackfire says.
"You guess right," you reply. "Violence instead grabbed me by my collar and tossed me back into the treasure room.
"I crashed into several shelves of things, and there was alot of noise as I and the shelves tumbled back. I remember having some kind of trophy prodding me in the back.
"Violence approached me rather casually, but I knew he was going to attack again. From where I was, I shot him with a lazer eye beam right in the chest."
"Wait, you could fire lazer beams from your eyes already?" Flashfire asks.
"Yeah, I was about 12 years old at the time, and had gone through the Transformation during my years with Dirt.
"The lazer beam knocked Violence back towards the door, and I managed to get up. I then flew at him, and we smashed through a wall or two, breaking some studs.
"Violence fought back with some clubbing blows to my shoulders and back, then he shoved me at another wall. He went to kick my head into the wall, but I ducked down, and his foot smashed through the wall, breaking another stud.
"His foot got stuck, so I kicked him in the other leg, breaking his knee. He fell out of the hole he made, and hobbled his way to some stairs.
"I tackled him down those stairs, and we tumbled to the floor below. He shoved me off, and managed to get to his feet.
"He threw about five more punches, missing me and breaking studs in the wall."
"So the building collapsed after you and Violence broke enough studs and support beams to make it no longer structually sound, right?"
"Long story short, yes. But we kept fighting even after surviving the collapsing building."
Flashfire and Blackfire look at you with wide eyes.
"What?" you asks them. "You don't believe I could survive a building collapsing around me?"
"Well, not before hearing it from you," Blackfire answers. "I mean, I believed that you were capable of making one collapse after hearing that news report confirm it, but I didn't even think you'd be inside the building as it collapsed."
"Believe it, Blackfire," you say. "Your husband survived ten floors of building falling on him at the age of 12."
You recline back in your seat, and prop your feet up on the footrest, a proud smile on your face.
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