Elf To Tame A Werewolf
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Still, it's not as easy as it…looks or sounds'.
The sparks are still dancing around Cyran's fingers, though he seems to be holding them back with serious effort. I grab his hand in a tight hold, instinctively, that action I always take in my effort to "protect".
It doesn't work that way this time though. A stream of blue…blue fire weaves its way around our intertwined fingers, snaking all the way up my arm, searing heat scorches the back of my neck for a second as it crosses into my other arm. I hear a loud gasp; I think its mine, as the flames shoot out from that palm, a jet of sapphire heat and light, scorching the rexumes mercilessly.
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