"Hehehehehe" The senior laughed at Ciara's predicament.
"Didn't see this coming, did you?" He laughed as he closed in on her.
"Now... Burn!" He yelled.
He raised his fist as he approached her. His fist blazed with even more intense flames than the rest of his body.
As he got closer, Ciara could feel the unbearable heat reach her. She was sweating profusely, and the wind around her circulated the pressure, causing her to feel nauseated. Any moment from now, he was going to use her spell against her. She couldn't have that, but if she let it down, she would suffer damage from his blow.
Talk of being caught between a rock and a hard place.
Ciara smiled, she wasn't going to lose because of this though.
Her spell was still maintained, she didn't deactivate it. The senior was surprised at this, but still pressed forward.
"It's your funeral kid!" He said as he used his fiery blow to hit the wall of wind surrounding her.
