“To make a fire,” she started, opening her palms in front of her. “You first need to know it’s location inside of you.” A small flame appeared on her hand and I watched carefully, learned with great attention how she controlled it. “And to make it big, you need to possess rage. Your emotions fuels it. Like this.” The small flames dancing on her palm soon turned into a huge ball in which she rotated between her palms as if she was performing a show.
I stared in awe at how she was able to easily do that. She lifted her gaze towards mine, same grin on her lips as she continued. “And to attack, you just need to project all that rage with not just your eyes but your mind.”
I didn’t see it coming. I didn’t see how she threw the ball of flames in my direction. I only saw it about to reach me. T
