[ Here's Ábramar, manifesting like he was invisible point two seconds ago. He very kindly catches the punch aimed right for Charlie's face, while his other hand splays dramatically over his own chest. And... another, pinching the bridge of his nose in a gesture of fatige. And... a pair of arms, crossed beneath his ribs. Kay. ]

It's poor karma to attack someone who isn't attacking you first [ Ábramar scolds the snarling aggressor with a grin made entirely of gold. Then he rips the dude's arm off like it's made of paper and throws it to the side. No blood? No blood! And he's uh... just going to pick up the arm Abby threw across the room. Again... Kay. ]

I'm curious though [ speaking to Charlie now, turning to her with a smaller, but no less serpentine grin. ] as to why you think violence is inherently something to be avoided. Fire Energy is just a part of existence, no more or less useful than the other elements. It exists in every universe I've lived in so far. [Conversationally, because talking about the weather is for dopes.]