[Espy]

HAYATE

Hayate flung his arm hard back without even looking and twisted hard from the policeman's hold. A lighter in each hand, he grabbed the first two canisters he saw and barrel-rolled away from both the police and the Hunter. Lighting the flames and pulling the spraypaint triggers came easily to him, and he was already heating more nearby canisters on the ground to explosive temperatures before he recognized the risk that Makoto posed.

Not that he cared a single bit.