"Oh boy, you are making me excited!" From the rubles that moved ever so slightly until Zareb stepped out of it. And the dust started to disperse as he walked out of it and toward Blaze.
Blaze's smile started to disappear when he heard the man's voice, but even before his lips were lined perfectly, his eyes locked with Zareb's eyes. In the bottom of his vision, he saw the flaming fist of Zareb heading toward his chin.
With little reaction time in that situation, before he could even do anything, he felt the blunt pain on his chin. Before long, all that was in his vision was the sky of blue, the clouds of white, and the sun in the far distance.
Until Zareb's fiery face, resembling a demon, come out of nowhere and yet again, Blaze was greeted by the sight of Zareb's pair of fiery hands. The pair of hands grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him back to the ground.
