We want more... The flames ordered, making me double in pain.
It had started as an itch beneath my skin, a whisper in the dark corners of my mind.
More. More. More.
I couldn't understand what was happening. They had lived with me for years and never asked for more than I could give them. I had to remind them that we couldn't go around killing phoenixes. I've only attacked and consumed the ones who have come after me, but I've never injured someone innocent.
I would never do that; it would go against my moral code.
"We want more..." The flames hissed inside my skull, their voices like searing coals pressed against my thoughts.
I gasped, doubling over as pain lanced through my chest. "I can't give you more."
"Yes, you can, we can find another way..."
I clenched my fists, nails
