Not only was Hawk immune to cold and able to endure extreme temperatures without flinching when the weather spiked, but in the chaos of a zombie horde, he didn't even need to lift a finger.
He could simply stand at the center of the carnage, flames blazing around him like a divine barrier, and the undead would fall at his feet like flies—burning alive before they ever laid a hand on him.
Effortless. Unstoppable. Untouchable.
But the truth was—it wasn't as effortless as it looked.
Maintaining the flame that cloaked Hawk's body came at a steep cost. It devoured his spiritual energy like fuel, draining him rapidly. Keeping the lava armor ablaze was like burning through gas at full throttle, and with his limited reserves, he could only sustain it for about five minutes at most.
After that, he'd need at least an hour of rest just to recover enough spiritual energy to activate it again.
So, while the ability looked godlike, it came with very real limitations.
