Steps into fire

The sounds of the flame were making it hard to tell where people were, and the acrid scent of the flames were the same. Fortunately, it looked like the mother had filled her bathtub with water, and the moment I was inside I dropped myself inside. It was hot in here, but it was worse on the first floor. People weren’t able to get any closer than forty feet from the first floor, which meant that the people inside were likely toast. The flames there were over a thousand degrees, and even though this level wasn’t on fire yet, the temperatures in here had to be over a hundred already.

I could survive anything a human could, and I formed a false stomach to hold as much of the water as I could. I could create a large mouth and vomit the water over myself. I doubted that it’d do a lot, but anything was better than burning to death. I could heal by consuming more mass, but the pain wasn’t something I was looking forward to.

***

Ignoring the heat, I kicked the door, and I entered the inferno.

***

The Fairy stepped forward and gestured to the air in front of her, near the window. She stepped through and vanished. Smoke came billowing out of the spot she’d disappeared through as well as a wave of heat so powerful that Katrina felt like stepping back, even though she was all the way outside the room. Could anybody still be alive if it was that hot on the other side?”

The lady stepped out almost immediately and the room suddenly turned cool again. She looked sad.

As she approached them, it looked like something black and smoking was left dripped onto the floor behind her, and the smell was bad.

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Inferno-Grass