Crossfire 소설 & 이야기

In the fire, Caspian's figure was forced to be revealed. "Eight-Shadowed Fists!" The continuous heavy punches blasted the flame, making scattered fireworks. The next second, two bursts of sparks rushed at him, and Caspian once again blasted out heavy punches, directly piercing through the fire. As it shook, it exploded into powder. "The Ursa Major's Blurred Shadows! Merak!" Swoosh! Caspian immediately moved forward, shortening the distance between him and Kyle as he rushed at Kyle like a stream of light.

It was buried under a murderous expression immediately. Cyril's back was on me. I could see what was actually going on. They are talking in their heads. Dastien nodded his head and lifted his both hands up in front of him. It felt as if they were arguing in their heads. He brought his hands back and forced them ahead, shooting fire at him. Eamonn raised his own hands and called for shadows, his smile never faded. "So, that was what you're training for." Cyril stood next to Dastien. He called for his fire. It danced around his hand, stronger and more powerful. He lifted it up and smacked his hand on the ground making everything shake.

Perse said. “He’s got more than five supernatural powers within him.” “Have you ever heard of Pyrokinesis?” Perse asked and I thought for a while. “Isn’t that the controlling of fire with mind? Or fire manipulation, something like that?” I asked and they both nodded. “He has that ability too” She whispered and a light gasp escaped my lips. “So be careful” she added and I nodded even though I didn't mean it. How dare he hurt me? He messed with the wrong girl, I’m going to have my pound of flesh, no matter what.

I casted an energy blast in the midst of enemies as it spread into a fire, creating paths for me as I walked through without fear or hesitation. The North was full of vegetation; navigation was a little difficult as I headed to the pack house as Jerry’s instruction. “From the little information we have; it’s safe to predict that Freya has a way of monitoring the enemies without leaving her comfort zone. I don’t know how she does it but it is obvious she will be expecting just wolves to attack since she has no idea about Miss Lea and if she does, her attention would be that it will be Elijah she will be fighting apart from Rogue.” Jerry explained as his eyes met mine before he blushed and foc

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

I just hope that they know that. Conner drives us into the human world. We park at a convention center. He smiles, “Welcome to Megatech, the world’s largest gaming convention. Let's go blow some shit up.” I laughed because this might be the outlet that I needed. I can picture the Hags’ faces on everything that I kill. “Conner, this is great. I love it!” I do, too. I will suck at most of them, but the fun will be in watching the Hags burn. I look away from Conner to hide my immense amusement at that thought. I am not a violent person, but they just bring it out of me.

Let the system squirm. This flame answers to no gatekeeper.

And from this distance, I wasn’t supposed to be able to hear a damn thing but my hyper fixation on them made it very easy to. “Eyes front, Cara Mia,” he said to her while the endearment he used, my love, felt like acid against my own veins. Her spine went rigid, her eyes fluttering as she forced her gaze away from me and fixed it forward instead. Like she was ignoring me. My jaw locked as my nails pressed into my palm so hard I could swear that I had drawn my own blood. But then I exhaled slowly. The rage didn’t fade, not at all, it just settled. It had to. For now.

"Don't come in, Serena! This place is about to blow! You guys need to run!" Raiden was still heading out with Celia in his arms, but he paused when he heard my words. He looked back in disbelief at me. All warmth left his eyes, as though he were looking at a stranger. "How am I now realizing you're so sly, Winifred? "The firefighters will be here and can control the flames in half an hour! What will our colleagues think of me now that you're saying this place will blow up? Can't you be a little more considerate like Celia?"

No mercy. Only fire.