Stepping out of the door, he stood at the top of a staircase, that led down to the boardwalk. Well, now it was a meadow of high grass. Seth walked down the staircase until he stood on level ground.

"Summon Spirit Smithy!"

The skill worked, despite the grass and the Spirit Smithy appeared before him, flattening the grass it stood on. Seth pulled out a table leg he had gotten from his neighbors place, it was a lot better for this, that was what he had prepared. Determined he held it into the eerie white flames of the Spirit Smithy. The Soul Fire easily turned the wood into a torch.

Seth threw the torch into the sea of grass. "Lets see you hide now...". He would burn the grass around him so he could see the vines! But even Seth was surprised at the result.

The Soul Fire jumped into the grass and spread...like a wildfire. With an insane speed it shot along the overgrown streets, devouring all the vegetation it came in contact with. And it wasn't just this street! Moments later he could see the cold white light of his Soul Fire shining from everywhere in the city, licking about between the rows of houses and illuminating the Hanging Tree from below! Seth's jaw fell open, watching the calamity unfold. A sea of flames filled his vision. And then a smile crept up his face. He knew that feeling from clips of natural disasters, if you saw something so big and fascinating happen, that you could not help but smile and laugh.

"Hey ! Wait! That's not cool! This is a legitimate tactic, Ok?! I'm not doing this for fun!", he argued, but really couldn't suppress the smile on his face.