"Well, fuck you too!" Kell yells after Wilhelm. "Run away! Because that's the best you can do!"

With Wilhelm's retreat the fires dies is seconds, deprived of that magic that sustained it it leaves only smoldering embers.

"Fuck!"

Kell kicks what remained, but the only effect he gets is stirring up a cloud of ash that sends him into a coughing fit. Curse stupid Wilhelm for storming away in exactly the same manner he would if he was on the other side of their argument! Curse the monsters that put them through their sick games! But most of all, curse the stupid mushroom gods that shouldn't even exist!

If Wilhelm thinks Kell is going to come looking for him after such display, he's sorely mistaken. Fuck! That's what he gets for caring!