That tar like substance covered the floor, pooling around John's feet and soaking into his trousers. It felt, horrid. Whatever it was, it seemed to come from inside Higgs. John wanted to take a sample of it. Figure it out, but for the time being, he needed to stand his ground. He had taken that step forward and there was no going back. Not while he had people he needed to protect.
"Oh come on now, you didn't come here to play fair, Squire. You came here to get something you want... And frankly mate I've had a better time trusting a two-faced lying priest than you" he added, smirking.
John fought dirty and he didn't care. After all, it was about surviving. Being the one who could walk away after things got physical. He curled his fingers around the flames, pulling them into a ball, and with both hands, one after the other, he lunged the fire at Higgs.