"I know," Jiro muttered. "But… who are you really?"
His voice darkened.
"You're stronger than me. Way stronger. And you're pissing me off."
A burst of heat exploded around him.
Red flames erupted from Jiro's body.
The ground beneath him cracked.
The air twisted.
The temperature spiked like a volcanic blast.
Raito's TV began to melt.
His bed caught fire.
The walls trembled.
Jiro stepped forward, flames flaring violently.
"Just… who are you!?" Jiro roared.
"Hey, man. Calm down," Raito said, annoyed. "You're going to pay for everything you're burning. So this is the 'Fire King' people keep talking about… You really don't plan to calm down, huh?"
Raito raised a finger.
"Ice Magic."
A cold wind blasted outward.
CRACK—SHHHHHH.
In an instant, ice erupted around the room like a frozen storm.
The fire vanished.
Jiro was engulfed completely, sealed inside a thick, crystalline block of ice.
A perfect sculpture.
Raito walked around him.
