Heatwave

Before the battlefield turned chaotic, Samuel and Drake had to make a decision. They were the ones capable of dishing out the most damage in the group and they couldn't afford to get held back by a single individual.

"I'll hold him back. You get rid of those cannons" Samuel shouted at Drake.

He believed it would be much easier for Drake to sneak and scale the settlement walls than himself. Not only that, but his abilities were far more suited for multiple targets than Drake's.

"Alright. Take care of that thing, I'll be going ahead." Drake told Samuel before bursting forward.

Ed who wasn't too far away was barely able to stop him. The ground started to sink along Drake's path. This was something he had thought of after recovering some more of his memories.

The muddy ground not only prevented Drake from dashing off, it also helped ward off his flames to a certain extent.