Cassian studies them, deciding who to kill next, like a sadist savoring the psychological torment of powerless prey.
And now… his gaze locks onto Shin.
«Dad, watch out!» Hakuto screams in a desperate cry, tears welling in his eyes.
Once again, he tries to rush to the aid of Cassian's chosen victim. And once again, even though his speed now rivals a bolt of lightning, it is still not enough to match the avatar of Nyratalir.
Yet…
A blinding white flash—an explosion of pure flames—erupts, dazzling everyone for an instant. When the light fades, Cassian is farther away from Shin than he was a moment before.
Around the man's body, the Sacred Flame roars with explosive might, equal to the outburst unleashed the year before during his battle with Velshekar, when he painted the skies of New York in white and shook the city so violently that the people believed it to be an earthquake.
