"N-No…" Alyndra's voice cracked, "No! No!" his face growing so pale one could miss it for a child who just lost his entire family in a car crash.
At first, just a spark crackled on his armor's protective layer. He instantly called upon every bit of his gravity, trying to lessen the flames by distancing himself from his body, but the gravity itself became the fuel for the flames to rage even more.
"Light Magic: Light of regenerating phoenix." Alyndra's hands moved at unbelievable speeds, making countless hand signs as he used multiple healing spells. But, it didn't matter; his arcana will eventually run out, and he knew that as he looked at us with a dazed look.
"This is also the future you saw?" I asked with a teasing chuckle, which soon died to be an expressionless look. This fight was so fucking close that I didn't even feel a desire to mock him properly.
