The pillar of flames wrapping Northern's hands swayed hypnotically. Left, then... right.
Then with a sudden fearsome blaze, it exploded backward, spilling azure fragments of flames into the sky. The explosion generated a force that propelled Northern forward. He streaked across the expanse, a trail of crackling flames following in his wake.
His fist connected with Soraya's death scythe. A massive force erupted on impact. The blue flames in his hands seemed to compress for a moment and suddenly release, causing the entire place to ripple with shockwaves and blue flames that radiated outward in a cerulean light circle, subtle sparks charging the air like electric whispers.
The ground cracked into thousands of webbed fissures, some shattered stones flew upward, shooting away like deadly projectiles, while others disintegrated to ash as the voracious blue flames licked them.
