I figured it had something to do with the new skill I'd inherited from Hissra—[Hellbrand].
The moment I summoned the spear, I could feel it—an unnatural heat radiating through my arm, sharper, more volatile than ever before.
His innate ability wasn't just enhancing my fire-based attacks—it was fueling them, pushing them beyond their normal limits, and now the spear pulsed in my hand like a living weapon of destruction.
Without hesitation, I thrust the massive flaming spear downward, aiming to impale Jael midair—end this once and for all.
But the goblin chief was quicker than I expected.
He raised one gnarled hand toward the incoming projectile, and from his palm, thick black tendrils burst forth—long, writhing extensions of his dark aura. They lashed out with speed and precision, wrapping around the lance before it could reach him.
The moment they touched the flames, I felt it.
The fire… was dying.
My eyes widened.
