Sora yelps at the fire, but manages to hang on for a few more seconds, until he sinks to the floor, drained of what little energy he had to begin with. It didn't hurt, not like the hunger, but he's dizzy and feels like he might pass out again.

Xabat, dodging one last attack, skids to the side, watching the proceedings like a hawk. "Good job, Sora!" He laughs. He moves again, quicker than ever, and snatches Sora from where he'd been sitting beside Carly. "Thanks for the fight, Miss. I'll be taking back my prize now."