Chrome and Claws
All that remained was survival, mastery, and the fire that now roared within her.
A crackling in the distance snapped her attention to the forest edge. From the shadows, the silhouettes of more assassins emerged, moving faster this time. Raven’s stomach clenched, but she didn’t need to think. Malrik’s roar shattered the morning again, louder, fuller, and more terrifying than before. The ground beneath the advancing assassins split with heat, the flames chasing them back.
“Step aside,” Malrik commanded, his voice thunderous.
Raven obeyed, stepping behind him, watching the inferno consume anything that dared approach. She felt a twinge of guilt, but also clarity: she was witnessing absolute po