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And there would be no coming back for her after that. She wasn’t built for monsters like me. So she have to walk away. Sooner or later, she would. She have to. Because if she didn’t… I would drag her into my darkness myself. And the fire between us would burn her alive.

Kieran’s forehead pressed to mine, fire streaming from his lips as he whispered the vow that bound us. “This ends now.” And together, we drove the fire into the Root-Heart’s core.

I remembered the way Jace nearly tore me apart. If I let the fire go now, I didn’t know if I’d take the sentinel—or the people I cared about—with it. Jace’s hand clamped around mine, his voice rough but steady. “Aria… don’t hold back. Not for me. Not for him. End it.” The sentinel lunged, shadows clawing for my throat. And for the first time, I stopped fighting the fire. I let it burn. The fire ripped out of me in a blinding wave. Silver light flared across the clearing, slamming into the sentinel’s chest. The shadow creature reeled back, its roar shaking the earth.

She directed it towards her hand which was instantly engulfed in flames. Ahn was beyond impressed to see her progressing at the lightning speed. He made sure to install fire proof targets or his little dragon would continue to destroy her regular once. But to his utter disbelief, as soon as the ball of energy hit the target it got destroyed in several pieces. He looked at Yoonji in shock who didn’t know about the change of target and thought this was normal. "You should really change the targets. Maybe it is not made for a fire elemental" she said with guilt for destroying another target of Ahn's.

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.

In that moment, anger quickly overtook despair and he tightened his grip on his sword; he wanted to charge after Oliver and end his life, not realizing he was already too late. The flames had continued to swirl and pick up speed as the energy contained within built to the breaking point. They had reached up into the lower levels of the atmosphere and he knew that even as far away as D.C. people would see the awesome display of power. Just as it seemed the pillar of destruction could get no higher, Oliver clenched his fists and drew the flames to him once again. In an instant, the tower convulsed and condensed down until it

"I'll be fine. You should hurry up and go. It's not nice to be late." Eventually, Zeke's car drove off. I submitted my paperwork and checked the date on my phone. After doing some calculations, I realized that I was leaving the country in five days. After I returned home, I began scrolling through social media. I came across a video of Howard Carter kissing his girlfriend passionately. After the happy couple had their moment, the crowd began to urge Zeke and Scarlett to do the same. "You have a wonderful woman beside you, Zeke. You should seize the opportunity when it presents itself to you," Howard told Zeke with a smile. He turned to look at Scarlett as he spoke.

Once I am far enough away to not hurt anyone, I shift. The children look absolutely terrified, and I take a moment to aim my head at the sky and shoot fire, just to scare them a little more. It hits the mark, and I can see my main target’s knees buckle. I pick the girl up in my tail, and hold her up in front of my face like I did with the Alpha. Only this time, I have no intention of hurting her of course. I just want to, no, need to knock some sense into these kids that it is not OK to destroy lives like this.

He glanced at the empty strip of red silk, then scanned the crowd again, fast and sharp. Still no sign of her. Soon, time was up. However, Jasmine still did not appear. Edward tightened his grip on the reins with his left hand and held out his right. Someone beside him immediately presented a strip of black cloth. With an icy expression, he tied it over his eyes. Then he took the gun, his voice carrying a chill. "No more waiting. We begin now." The guests did not quite understand what was happening, but the moment the shooting began, voices started rising.

He dreamed about her childhood days, with her happy and lively state. He dreamed about her as an adult, with her face showing that her mind was full of thoughts. Then, he also dreamed about her being beaten in prison and dreamed of her screaming in the jail cell. In the end, a vast, never-ending fire sparked in his dream. She would scream in pain in the huge fire. He wanted to save her but could not rush in anyway. He was worried and restless yet also helpless. He could only watch with open eyes as she was consumed by the massive fire.