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The butler and the guards blocked them from entering, but I could still hear their wolves from here, calling me. After a few laps, the howls miraculously stopped all at once. Minutes later, I saw the reason why. First, there was fire. Through the glass walls, I saw how Blaze stopped by at the flowers in the living area and burned them one by one with his mana. “You are not doing your job properly,” the General told the servants in a voice full of disdain. “Didn’t any of you know that Natalia is allergic to flowers?”

I couldn’t lie, though—I was appreciative for the gift, my right hand was now cramped. After some time, a mindlink came through from Blake. “I’m going to talk to my mom and have her call your parents to tell them you’re in the clinic recovering after accidentally ingesting wild wolfsbane. Luke and I won’t be home tonight so you can just go home whenever the heat passes.” A shiver traveled the entirety of my body at the sound of his voice, and a disappointment followed that he wouldn’t be returning home that night. Goddess, what I wouldn’t do for a taste of Blake at that moment.

“Then we do this together.” Celeste nodded. “The first fire will be named. The justification dismantled. And the pattern broken.” Outside, the city lights flickered on as evening settled. The world continued, unaware of the history written into ash beneath its feet. Evelyn looked once more at the folder on the table. Fires. Names. Lies framed as necessity. The first fire had been lit in fear. This time, the truth would burn instead. And it would not stop until the pattern was gone.

Noticing my gaze, Leon cleared his throat. "Is it nice?" "Yeah, it's nice." He smiled to himself, and his eyes burned. "Then keep looking." I blushed, wanting to turn away, but he raised an eyebrow and leaned in close before whispering, "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" My heart raced like a drum, but I tried to stay calm. "Not really. I'm more afraid you won't be able to control yourself." "Is that so?" Leon looked at me with renewed interest.

"It was you all the time! Driving my father crazy, making him think that the Fire King killed his wife, my mom! So many people died because of YOU!" I feel my hands burning! I lift them and see flames coming out. Angry, big flames were covering my palms and forearms." "It has begun! You can control all the elements now, don't you? You should have died! But it is never too late! I'll be back for you, Zephyrine!" He said, moving his hands awkwardly. A storm as I have never seen before started. I couldn't see anything. "Evolet! Come on! We need to get in the palace!" Blaze said, grabbing my wrist making the flames disappear.

Rhae begged for the white flame that the gods blessed her with, but that power had faded, now out of grasp. The blue flames would have to do. With her practice, she was able to summon the fire quickly and send out a blast toward the monster in front of her. It bounced straight off and extinguished in the air. She had to keep moving when she found a second to focus on one, another attached to her. Ambrose was no help. "This isn't working," she yelled. Ambrose grumbled in agreement. "Let's get on the ground and attack from there, maybe we can trip them."

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

The reason Gideon had temporarily left earlier was to pilot the Ghostler to Bandit's Hollow, where he had gathered the eerie mist. It was his only weapon against a supreme. Without it, he had no chance in a direct confrontation. Fortunately, he had arrived just in time. And as planned, he had managed to trouble the Pope. However, Yohan made his move. "Karmic Bloomfire." A fiery red light shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky. Along with it, a red lotus slowly emerged, wreathed in flames.

Ordinary quality Divine Order's Flame, holy fire, and divine fire could not destroy it, but now, it had turned to ash. The Zago Baby Spirit realized the flames Chase had summoned could not be taken lightly. They had to be at least superior divine-grade flames to achieve such effects. The ghostly light in its eyes changed from blue to purple as the death aura around it grew heavier. Black smoke spread like clawing ghosts or soul-reaping messengers from hell. Chase did not want to entangle with it further. The Greedy Wolf Blade emerged, and a razor-sharp blade light dozens of feet long instantly slashed down.

Hayden rushed to refill his buckets but stopped dead in his tracks. Blocking his path was a stone-faced man with dark skin and a long mane of grey and white hair with a similarly wild and long beard. He was shirtless with a pants that reached his shins on. Hayden could see the thick hair on his shins and feet. Technically, he did not have feet but rather his lower limbs ended in cloven hooves. His comrades continued to douse water on the flames, not noticing the arrival of the forest protector. The fire behind Hayden was dying and no animals had been harmed but Papa Bois was clearly incensed. He raised his staff and slammed it back onto the ground. The tap of his staff on the forest floor se