Guilt is the weapon

“Gama, you don't understand.” Emily said with a resigned expression.

Gama was still in pain. The pungent smell of his roasted flesh permeating every corner of the room.

It was unlike any pain he had felt before. The only pain greater than Nimalaya’s flame is the hurt in his heart for her departure. He really loves her so much.

He had been confident that he would go back with her once they met, but the reality that Nimalaya is now with her fated one was starting to sink in.

He had just tasted what Nimalaya’s flame felt like and didn't want a battle of prowess with her. It won't do him any good to fight when he wants to have her heart.

Using extreme force will only put him at the risk of losing her forever. Before he gets to the point where he would use all the ability he possessed to keep her to himself, Gama wanted to explore the gentle part first.

Emily's reaction had made it clear that Nimalaya felt something for him, and he wanted to know how far that goes.

He suddenly took in a