Ashton stares at Jin, who stares at him, first angrily, gritting his teeth at Ashton before his expression slowly morphs into one of surprise, then alarm, watching Ashton stare at him with wide eyes, heavy puffs of air leaving his body as he heavily pants, sweating dripping down his forehead and onto his shaking hands.
"Incinerator...?" Jin asked, alarm bells going off in his head as he watches Ashton's body shake, his unfocused eyes glisten under the heavy lights. Ashton slowly opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, until Ashton's lips curl into a small smile, and Jin knows what's about to happen. "Incin-fuck-everyone, move! Now!"
The entire squad quick disperses, dodging an incoming attack, followed by a small explosion of fire and electricity and smoke. Jin staggers back, gritting his teeth as he quickly grabs his sword's bag, throwing the bag off his shoulder's and off his sheathed sword.
