Firefist Powers Novels & Stories

Arnold took a deep breath. "Leader has ordered me and Leader Claire of The Fire Clan to go to the old archives and search if we can find anything more about the group. And here is what we found out..." Arnold said then placed a file in front of each member. "All the other members are these..." 2) Emberstrike, a fire wielder who can command flames with deadly precision, leaving destruction in their wake, 3) Tempest, the master of storms, is able to summon raging winds and unleash lightning bolts upon their enemies.

Before I could even think about taking the Police Chief out I needed to train harder. My power was strong but I couldn’t always control it.No matter what I did I always Glowed an Amber color. The time has finally come. I will get my revenge on them all of them. My fireballs needed to be perfected as well as my aim. My fireballs are that of a warm campfire without the wood. There's a happy warm feeling when I use them. I get lost in that pretend safety feeling. I must get over that if I am to perfect them. My igniting things needed to be more proficient. I needed to learn how to be stealthy. If I was going to do this I had to do this right. I had to be able to control my breathing and my ange

He held a scythe in his hands that sent shivers to whomever looked at it. Then there was Lysandra Blaze, the Fire Seraph. Her flaming red hair matched the intensity of her pyrokinesis abilities. She was infamous for her volatile nature, a woman whose temper and fire abilities were both equally fierce. Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will.

I get out of my boots and fire pants. “Come on you cannot be serious why would you give up on the chase to get all the girls happy to throw themselves at firefighters? Come on there is a whole sea of woman out there even the unfuckables. Just put a hood over their heads or fuck them from behind. You could never get bored of that.” O’Conner’s says following me. I once again roll my eyes. “Just fuck off.” I scowl I flip hi the bird before stalking off to the ambulance truck. I normally get a half an hour to myself chilling in there.

Blake said and placed his finger on Denis’s forehead and granted him the skill known as Heavenly Fist. Denis received the information, and according to this skill he would be able to manifest a punch that is able to extend outwards when executed. The force from Denis has the attribute of flame, so his method allows for the receiver to receive a fireball. Ddeenis didn’t waste any time and began meditating to comprehend how to utilize his new power. “What did you give him?” Dynasty asked softly, not to disturb her brother. “A fighting skill that utilizes his punching into a powerful force for fire.” Blake softly explained.

But if he's angry or fighting during a raid, it could be very bad for both of you. When he comes into his power, think of it like someone flicking on the main switch. If fire is one of his prime abilities, which it more than likely will be since it runs through the royal bloodline and is received at this point, it's going to be like a bomb going off. There will be an explosion, and he will be ground zero. Anyone too close will be burned and turned to ashes in an instant. He won't be able to control it, so it doesn't hurt you. The only thing he will be able to do is try to hold it in long enough for you to get away, and that's only if he's aware and strong enough to do it.

“I lost…” Steelification Doyen was extremely resilient. He had survived after taking Kayson’s two slaps. He asked, “Can you tell me which move you used earlier?” Kayson said casually, “Vulcan Firepalm.” Steelification Doyen heaved a sigh and said, “I’ve never heard of it, but it’s very powerful, and that’s because of your high-quality energy.” Kayson did not deny because Steelification Doyen was right that only he could utilize the Firepalm Technique to become so powerful.

But in the meantime, she trained them. The firstborn, Kael, had the power of Fire, whereby his hands could be ablaze with controlled intensity, and with a flick of his fingers, they could shape the flames into different intricate patterns, an extension of his every living moment and in their magical form as Miss Sheriam studied and knew, the heat emanating from his palms becomes a dance of controlled infernos which with good connection and concentration he would have control over in no time. And for him to conjure his powers, he will draw from an Internal well of heat, even the one within him, and exhale the warmth that transforms into vibrant flames at his command. The fire becomes him and

Chase thought the beautiful woman had made up a lie to deal with the pestering man next to her. However, the city lord had explained things and revealed that Chase had used the Extreme Fireball Technique. Everyone knew that he was using a high-quality technique except for him. Chase thought back on the attack. The Extreme Fireball he released had consolidated ten times the usual vital energy. He was able to control it and hide it much easier. The attack worked however he wanted it to. It would hit wherever Chase wanted it to and explode anytime he wished it to. It was definitely more powerful than before.

he hissed, bending his head closer. "Wrong move," I growled, shooting my hand up to grasp his wrist, channeling intense heat into his bones. "Now!" I yelled at my dad as I dropped the walls, forcing the last of my fire's reserves into the man's bloodstream. I let my own power surge into him at the same time, stealing what remained of his life while the fire literally cooked him from the inside.