Rise of the Phoenix Wolf
The fire ran through my blood, pulsed with my heartbeat, and obeyed when I called.
I closed my eyes, breathing slowly, feeling the warmth spark beneath my skin like warmth from a campfire. Then, I willed it forward. The flames licked up my arms in ribbons of gold and amber, dancing and twining until my hands were wrapped in living fire. It wasn’t pain I felt. It was power. Pure, controlled, and mine.
‘Good,’ Storm said. ‘But remember to command it, don’t just summon it. Let it move with you.’
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