Thudâ! Thudâ! Thudâ!
The moment the flames touched my skin, my heart pounded wildly, as if about to burst. Nine Flames Firewheel began spinning out of control, its energy raging chaotically inside me.
My blood burned.
Through ragged, distorted breaths, I stared straight into the flames.
âWhat a truly perfect vessel.â
What was this flame speaking to me?
I didnât have to think long.
For it to resonate with me so powerfully meant it was Nine Flames Firewheel. That much was certain.
This burning flame in front of me was my familyâs legacy.
The problem was, I had never seen this flame before.
Which could only meanâ
âA blood relative I donât know.â
And if soâ¦
âThen who could it be?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Again, there was no need to agonize over it for long.
If it were before, I might have been uncertain.
But now, there was only one person who came to mind.
Crack.
I tried to move my body.
I couldnât. An unknown force was holding me down.
I tried to open my mouth, but it was the same. My lips felt locked in place.
Woooong.
I focused on my heart, drawing power into it. Fortunately, I could still control my energy.
Kiiiiiingâ!
I spun Nine Flames Firewheel faster, compressing the rampaging energy.
Fwoosh.
Gathering the swirling flames into a single pointâ
Bang!
I detonated it.
Kwaaaaaaâ!
Blue flames exploded outwards, spinning violently as if a storm had been unleashed.
The massive surge of energy filled the area.
Crack.
The oppressive force around my body shattered.
ââ¦Hoo.â
Finally, my lips were free.
The sudden use of power left my meridians and bones aching, the strain immense.
âHooh.â
While I flexed my shoulders and tested my body, the flameâs voice came again, tinged with admiration.
âImpressive.â