Despite the insidious nature of the battle, and Morgan's extraordinary mental fortitude, Morgan's body was slowly starting to be affected by the tyrannical will of the ancient fiend he was up against.
The corrosion slowly spread up his arm then stopped, pushed back by the tenacity of Sarenus' purifying flames.
Morgan let out an agonized groan, small streams of sweat running down his forehead.
In the next moment, his outstretched hand went ablaze, vivid golden flames licking at the limb.
Lucian's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight.
A collective gasp echoed, the youth stating at the unfolding phenomenon in disbelief.
"Just what is happening to him?"
Talia asked with a bewildered frown.
Cassius eyes narrowed, his pupils contracting and widening with eerie similarity to those of the cat.
"The flames appear to be burning fiercely around his hand but they're not...harming him," Cassius murmured somberly.
"How is that even possible?" Amanda muttered.
