The flare was unstoppable, consuming the targets leaving nothing but dust. Allyria was so astounded she didn't realize her hands were still tingling with the little fire children prancing in her palms and fingertips, "Did you see that? I… I finally did it."
Allyria blinked and her orbs were back to the same old coffee-colored eyes. She hadn't realized something even changed. It's like she was possessed by another being, a Fire God, if ever there existed as such.
"I told you, you would. You just didn't have the confidence in yourself," Denize said. She examined what Allyria did. Even she couldn't deny the amazement in her expression. It wasn't that she's never seen an Incender but it's because she never thought someone could embody an element so perfectly. Allyria wasn't aware but she already had that flame within her. With or without magic, she was born to be unrelenting, a symbol of fervor and strength for their disparaging society.
