For the first time since my descent, I felt space open in the storm of destruction. The suffocating heat that had threatened to consume me moved away, pushed back by the very fire that had been freed.
The fire was no longer hurting me.
Instead, it loomed at the edges of my presence, shifting and twisting, held at bay by the flickering flames that had been freed. I took a deep breath, steadying myself before reaching for the high-tier potion Aurora had concocted. The glass was hot to the touch as I uncorked it and then poured its contents down my throat.
A wave of cooling relief coursed through my body. Ruined flesh slowly reknit, burnt muscle strengthened, and the lingering pain dulled as the potion worked its magic. I clenched and unclenched my fingers, feeling the sensation return in full.
I stood, taking in my surroundings with newfound clarity.
