'How… how is this possible? Did he awaken a flame-type talent?!'
Frank stumbled backward, his eyes wide with disbelief. A chill crawled down his spine as he watched the golden flames flicker around Kieran's body. He didn't need to feel them to know—they were dangerous. Deadly.
He didn't want to know what that fire felt like. Not even for a second.
"What are you two waiting for?! Attack that bastard!" Frank shouted, his voice cracking as he turned to his lackeys.
Ben and Jacob exchanged a hesitant glance, uncertainty etched across their faces. They hadn't expected things to go this way—not at all.
Still, Ben gritted his teeth and stepped forward. Behind Kieran, the massive wall of stone he had summoned rumbled to life.
Sharp spikes of earth suddenly jutted out from its surface—ready to impale.
But Kieran didn't need to look back. He already sensed it coming.
With his new senses heightened beyond anything human, he didn't waste time checking. There was no need.
