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Stanley said still concentrating on the movements that his hands were making behind his back. “She’s working with Japheth, so she probably visited Parmony and collected fragments from one of the star bodies her father blew up and made these. I give them an A- for preparation,” Alford joked as both men chuckled. “Yours have been soaked in schorl,” Stanley said. “I can feel the goop sliding through my fingers.” “Yeah, I figured that when I felt they were wet. I didn’t want to try using my powers just in case,” Alford replied as he gave a small grunt when his finger got stuck in one of the loop holes.

Sandro took out the match he brought from the forest, he lit the match. "You become a witness ... whether my life in the future is problematic or not ... if this fetus can't be burned, then my life is happily ever after ... but if it can be burned ... then there will be a new drama in my life." Said Sandro, his eyes focused on seeing the lump of flesh. He lit it with fire ... and ... The two of them held their breath… as the flames started to creep up from the dry branches they had brought from the forest, the seconds that the flames spread to the clod…. Burn! “Burned! Oh my God ... my life will never be calm. " Said Sandro standing up.

CHAPTER 76: WITH RELATION TO THE DEVIL ZAHRA'S POV The fire crackled softly in the corner of the room, casting a warm glow on the nearby furniture. I lay on the couch in Dashiell's estate, my limbs heavy with weakness. The familiar scent of the leather seats mixed with the faint smell of ginseng still emitting from my clothes. I traced a finger along the bandage on my forehead, my thoughts drifting back to Davina pinning me against the altar stone, and her vile perverted touches. The disgusting way she spoke, and the feeling of her tongue trailing up my neck, still haunted me.

I staggered and Pelin caught my arm. “Follow my lead!,” I said. “We can do this!” I met her eyes and I knew she felt it. We drew the heat in, the pain, the exhaustion, the fear. We did not fight it. We let it shape us. The sand beneath us began to melt. “Sunburst Core!” we cried together. Light erupted from the ground, ember-golden and blinding. Heat surged outward in a roaring wave. The sand fused into glass beneath our feet. Leo screamed as the flames and shards hit him. Scorpio shrieked as the light burned through his armor.

“You didn’t tell me that part.” He met my eyes. “I didn’t want to scare you.” Caleb threw his hands in the air. “You are failing spectacularly.” I rubbed my temples. “What do you mean reacts to blood?” Blaze lifted one hand slowly. “My blood touched the sand last night.” Sheila swallowed. “And?” “And it burned.” Caleb swore. “You bleed acid now?” “No,” Blaze replied flatly. “The sand smoked.” Sheila stared at him. "That’s not normal.” Caleb let out a short breath.

Well, I just stood there as a spectator. I’m not going to involve myself in this scene. I’m just going to sit tight and watch— A Movie for the Queen Part 2. — Sorry, stand tight. Because I’m standing and not sitting. You get it. Andrea and Daniel immediately join Shrilly in looking for sand to put out the flame over the Boar — I hoped sand was what Shrilly was looking for, and not water as water could enkindle the flames even more since oil from the Boar was in the fire.

Kendrox’s head jerked to the side, yet when he lifted it again, he laughed—low, bitter, mocking. “Fuck you, man,” Fire growled, his voice thick with rage and pain before storming out, dragging Scylla with him. Sage lingered only a heartbeat longer, eyes hollow, then followed. Inside his office, Sandro sat behind a desk littered with ashtrays, the bitter haze of smoke wrapping around him like a shroud. His hands trembled slightly as he brought another cigarette to his lips. His eyes were bloodshot, puffy from a night without sleep, but there was no softness left in him—only the red heat of fury caged beneath his ribs.

"Remember it!" With a swift and deadly motion, Mark raised his shotgun and fired, the blast striking the minion with a heart-wrenching impact. But instead of simply falling, the minion's body erupted into flames, its screams echoing through the stormy night as it burned on the sand. The shotgun glowed dark red, as if it were burning hot, and Mark's eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity as he held it, the sand swirling around his feet like a fiery vortex. It was clear that this was no ordinary weapon, and Mark was no mere mortal. The storm raged on, the wind howling and the sand stinging, as Mark stood victorious with his deadly aura oozing out.

Andrius could not help but exclaim when he saw the amazing scene. “Don’t misunderstand, Andrius.” Yvie looked at the snowy white expanse and said solemnly, “This is one of the most dangerous areas in the Barren Land—Snow Sand Sea. While it looks like snow, it’s actually a strange desert. Because of the constant energy flow, it reflects the sun and our gaze, making it look like a snowy expanse that’s always moving. “In reality, the waves of the Snow Sand Sea are made by the monsters hidden under the sand. They have lived here for years and are not only very familiar with the illusions but also have an outer layer with a similar effect, which makes them powerful and difficult to deal with.

Burned because of the lava elemental. At the sight of them, my anger rose to a dangerous height and I heard Sandy scream loudly in anger. I saw her power rise as she attacked the Shadow elemental. I gathered all the water I could around me and doused the lava man with it in hopes that it would hurt him and slow him down. All it did was create steam. We were fucked but there was no way in hell I was going to go down without a fight.