VICTORIA'S POV
"Carla! Carla! Save me! I am on fire! My whole body is burning!" I shouted in my head as I looked at my body that was engulfed in fire.
"What are you doing?! What am I supposed to do in a situation like this! It's not me who can control your powers. It's you!" Carla shouted back making me wince in pain.
"Then, who am I supposed to go to look for help?" I asked back.
"Didn't that old lady told you to keep your emotions in check. Can't you see that you might be on fire, but you are not particularly feeling any pain? Even your clothes are not burning for god's sake!" Carla remarked.
Her words made me looked at my clothes. They were on fire, no doubt, but not even a single thread of the cloth was burning for real.
Just what kind of magic is this?
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that all my previous thoughts of self-depreciation dissolved and the fire around me started to fade eventually.
