(Yes the titles are getting repetetive, but please bear with me X_X)
Zard flipped backwards arching his back, and before his feet had touched the ground, he had pushed himself off the ground with his hands, and in mid air, he had thrown all 9 coins on the ground next to the mages feet. His feet fell to the ground, and he started to run towards the mage, setting off all 9 coins as a distraction, and slid under the mage, throwing up the 4 wads of cash, setting them ablaze. Zards feet had hit the base of the door and he abruptly got up. He felt a sharp pain in his left hand, and then tremendous heat against his back. He pressed his body against the door, to avoid the explosion. After the heat had died out, Zard turned around to see a black mark on the ground, with a pile of smoky soot in the circle. He looked at his left to see it had been burned. He tried to clench it, but it felt like driving a rusty screw driver through the palm of your hand. He ripped off the left sleeve of his leather jacket with his right hand, and wrapped it around his left hand as a makeshift bandage.