239 Destruction 24

Then, she spoke, her voice amplified all around them as her form became clothed in malefic green fire.

“I. Am. Not.”

Then in an instant, she flew down, her right arm quickly gathering her concentrated fury in the form of fire as she gathered it in a ball in front of her, making ready to obliterate the warrior in white with a single blow.

“I…” The fireball at her fingertips turned from orange and yellow to green.

“Am…” The surrounding area began to light up like the midday, as the ball burned hard and bright in her outstretched hand.

“NOT!”

The fireball in her hand became a sun in miniature, burning hot as she let it fly towards Asser Clef, certain to connect with his form as he stood his ground.

[...]

The fireball flew into the distance, connecting with a tree and exploding with a flash that rivalled the sun.

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The Siege Looms Heavy (Part Two)