At last, under their desperate shouts, Mary snapped out of her trance.
The first thing she saw was chaos. Flames were raging wildly through the room, and the two people she loved most were running for their lives.
"What happened?" Mary was completely bewildered.
Cleo, sensing that Mary had fully awakened, shouted anxiously, "Master, stretch out your hands and summon it back!"
Mary forced herself to calm down. She extended both hands toward the raging flames and said firmly, "Come back here. If you keep burning like this, I won't need you anymore."
Hearing her words, the violent flames seemed to freeze in midair.
The terrifying fire instantly became aggrieved. Its movement slowed, and it obediently drifted back toward Mary.
The flame gently landed in her palm, shrinking into a small, glowing cluster. It even rubbed against her hand, as if acting spoiled.
Ryan stood there, completely stunned.
