Ignis Comic Novelas e Histórias

Everything I hold dear is in their hands and I am not going to let the enemy take her nor use her against me. So far Ignitious has proven to be smart, and a very good strategist as well. He was even able to go undetected amongst his own kind. But what he did not foresee was the anger of a beast that has no limits, and is willing to kill with all that it has. I am not going to play the strategist anymore. Now is time for us to face each other in our real forms. It is time to fight fire with fire.

A figure stepped out from the shadows. A man. Young. Maybe thirty. Barefoot. Shirtless. Skin glowing faintly. But his eyes—coal black. Rogue. And worse. One of Ignis’s. “You’re not what I expected,” I said. He smiled. “That’s the point.” “Where’s Ignis?” “Preparing.” “For what?” “You.” He stepped closer. I raised the blade. But I never got to strike. Hands grabbed me from behind—thick, clawed, fast.

She felt Caligo settle beneath her ribs, cold but steady like a shadowy anchor. Then she reached out toward the rune beneath her feet. Ignis was different. Where Caligo was calm… Ignis was alive, hot, hungry, and flickering. It roared up like a flame seeking fuel. Alessia gasped and jerked her hand back. The rune burst with heat, sending sparks upward. Kael stepped forward. “Again.” “That nearly burned my face off!” Alessia stated. “If Ignis wanted to burn you,” Kael said calmly, “you’d already be ash.”