At first, it was just a small spark. A tiny flicker that barely lit the cocoon.
But in the next breath, that flicker turned into a roaring blaze, spreading across the web like it had been waiting a hundred years just to burn.
The Chimera thrashed inside its own trap as the fire climbed higher and higher.
KIIIIIIK!!
The Chimera shrieked as flames swallowed its body, burning bright like a miniature sun.
Its own web—once a shield, once a prison—had become its final cage.
The protective barrier that kept everything out now kept the fire in.
And little by little, the monster was dragged toward its inevitable end.
It burned.
Screamed.
Twisted.
Then, after a long moment of crackling heat, it finally stopped moving.
By the time the flames died down, nothing remained but a faint scatter of ash.
Only after confirming that it was truly gone did I turn my back on it.
My breath came out shaky. My magical power was barely holding on.
