In a nightmare
I open my mouth to clear it, or possibly try, however, to make the words stop in my throat, and thus a developing sensation of warmth picks out my fingertips.
I anticipate my hands, amazed when I see my fingers surrounded by a faint fire, which spreads to my palms. I hear Melido ask what's wrong, instead when I look up I end up face to face with Jose completely turned into a dog of agony, his body surrounded by fire and his eyes burning orange. The moment Jose thunders furiously, an eAngelge screams from my mouth.
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