"The energy of this eighteenth level of the demon sealing cave is abundant," Ash Burn's voice echoed calmly from below.
"You need not worry, young one. There is enough flame energy here to sustain your practice for a year and a half. Moreover, thanks to the formation's restrictions, the flame released by Azraeth cannot be re-absorbed."
"That's wonderful!" Ethan's laughter rang loud, sharp and deliberate.
He laughed loudly not just in joy, but intentionally to poke and rile the temper of Azraeth below.
"Boy, you are too arrogant!" came the snarling voice of the demon lord.
"What's wrong with arrogance?" Ethan retorted coolly.
"If you dare kill me amidst these formations, then do it! But I don't believe you can."
"Ha! For centuries none have dared such insolence. Prepare yourself — I'll make you regret this!" Azraeth roared.
Suddenly, Ethan felt the power of the flames surge from below, a raging inferno climbing through the earth.
