"There's something about fire...a hot enough flame can reduce just about anything to ash, but it has a mesmeric quality that is impossible to deny..." hummed Will, seated naked with an equally nude Ragna between his legs, his arms over her shoulders and holding her as the storehouse weakened and began to crumble around them, consumed by her flames. Fortunately, the storehouse was situated in an isolated section of Primalis's expansive underground, sparing them the intrusion of its fire brigade.
"What exactly happened with Shinsha and her crew...?" asked Ragna, closing her eyes and resting her head against Will's right bicep as she contended, "She may not have been a paragon of morality, but Shinsha was a beacon to those in her care. At the very least, I don't believe she was deserving of death..."
