"Burn."
The moment Corey said this word, flames that were as beautiful as an Aurora appeared on Corey's fists, and in the blink of an eye, the flames traveled from his fists to the tentacle-like appendages of the spirit.
The spirit shrieked so loudly to the point that Corey's ears bled.
"What?!"
Savage's eyes widened in shock as he stared at his contracted spirit that was writing in immense pain.
His gaze moved to the azure, silver, and violet flames that was slowly increasing in size as it burned his contracted spirit with a fiery intensity.
"What the hell is that flame?"
Savage spoke out loud with a baffled expression, but in the next moment, his eyes widened as his instincts screamed at him.
Without wasting a single second, his body moved before his mind even told it to.
A fist went over his head the moment he bent, however, he saw a knee coming for his face as he bent.
