"IGNITION!"
Reed didn't think. He didn't aim. He simply let the intrusive thoughts win and squeezed the twin triggers inside the gauntlets.
FWOOOOOOSH.
It wasn't a stream of fire. It was a torrent of liquid, violet devastation.
Two massive cones of Void-infused flame erupted from the exhaust ports mounted above his wrists. The fire roared like a dragon waking up from a nap in a volcano, consuming the air in front of him with a terrifying, pressurized hiss.
The Lead Paladin didn't have time to react. The creature raised its rusted greatsword, vines pulsing in its throat to issue another gurgled challenge, but the words were swallowed by the inferno.
Usually, fire in this biome would be a death sentence for the user; the heat would cause the pressurized spore sacks in the zombies' chests to expand and detonate, spreading the neurotoxin across the entire floor. But this wasn't normal fire. This was Void Fire, entropy given thermal form.
