He felt the hand at his shoulder first, even before he registered the fire. Mello was shoved down, back hitting the floor, and he gasped loudly at the sudden surge of pain, so hot, searing, burning pain. He barely felt the blow. Everything was one, agony extending from his shoulder upward, and Mello screamed before he could even realize what he was doing, thrashing violently in Sephiroth's grip.