Dust clouds

The voice of another brought him to his senses. Sage opened his eyes and blinked. The sight that met him surprised him. Even though half awake, he strongly suspected the woman in front of him to be a Destruction. She voiced her concern, and feeling bad, Sage struggled to a sitting position on wobbly legs. "I'm sorry, miss. I seem to be taking up the shade. I'm fine, just a little dehydrated." He forced a smile onto his face before shuffling over. If he had had sufficient entry to move properly, he would have bid the fair lady a fairwell and retreated. As he was however, the healer didn't have enough to stand.

"Burn Baby Burn"