Malzahar sat off to the side. Shikon has grown. I wonder what's going on over there? He just kept thinking. Malzahar was about 4 houses away when the conflict started. He stood up and popped his neck. "Guess I better go help and hope he remembers me." Malzahar said to no one in particular. He drifted sand up to him and began to walk through the air to where Shikon was breathing fire. Still a bit of a show off. Guess that won't ever change he thought as he walked.