Korr'Thal stormed forward, stomping the stone beneath it, each step leaving molten craters. It drew back its fist — runes igniting across its forearm.
Incoming.
I surged forward too — flame encasing my entire right arm. Ember Recast fully active.
Precision Flame Form.
Our strikes collided.
Fist to claw.
Flames met corrupted mana.
The pressure imploded around us — the arena floor cracking like glass.
But this time, I didn't flinch.
I twirled around its arm mid-clash and slammed my knee into its ribs, then my palm followed — fiery mana detonating point-blank.
[Burn Stack: 10]
[Target Resistance: Weakening]
[Defense Dropped - 12%]
It roared — wounded. But not broken.
It countered, grabbing my torso and slamming me into the ground.
Once.Twice.A third time.
Everything went blurry.
I summoned my last flame and blasted the ground below us to launch myself upward, leaving a trail of heat spiraling around my body.
Mid-air.
"Explosive Ember Form."
