Today, I shall let the world burn for daring to touch what's mine
Was what I thought, until,
"Do.. don't…" a weak arm draped over mine.
"Khali…" my voice came out layered as I called to her.
"Do..don't.."
"Rest now… this city shall hurt you no more…"
I ignored her words, raising an arm, ready to drop it when,
TSSSSSS!!!
The smell of burning flesh drifted into my nose.
I froze, the flames on my head going off immediately.
"Wh… why??" I asked, voice choked in repressed rage as I looked at Khalifa, specifically at the hand she had burned to cinders the moment she touched my face.
A smile, bloody and painful, yet genuine, graced her face,
"Do… don't.."
...
…
"Blergh... I'll die… if.. you.. waste anymore time… hehehe.. cough cough…" her words came out broken, weak, as she got into a violent coughing fit at the end..
I looked up, the sun had vanished alongside the ungodly heat.
Everything coming undone the moment I felt her harm herself.
