`` get that egg out of the fire , you damned beast , '' rankin shouted , from behind him , and the egg , the egg : temeraire with a great bunching effort launched himself up ; as his wings spread a great shuddering gust of hot , hot , hot wind blew up from beneath him , catching him aback ; maynard was dangling from the belly-netting , being pulled in , and the cask below was a brief torch burning blue-white out of the smoke for a moment .