Chapter 19: How Hard Can You Be?
The golden formation flared into life, and the moment it completed, the fireball flew forward in a burst of flame, striking Damien square in the chest.
The fire erupted across his uniform and skin, consuming him in seconds.
Damien screamed, his voice loud, hoarse, and full of panic.
He flailed on the floor, trying to roll and beat out the flames, but it clung to him like oil, searing through fabric, hair, and flesh.
The hallway filled with the sharp stench of burned cloth and cooked skin.
Noah watched.
He didn’t look away.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
The fire vanished.
But the damage was done.
Damien lay there, twitching once before going still. His skin was charred, cracked black around the edges. His face was unrecognizable, scorched and blistered.
Unconscious.