He didn't acknowledge the wicked knight's words as he looked down with his golden-wheeled iris, once again bringing his palms together.
"Learn to stay in the mud and die–Guayin: Ghastly Fire."
Without any hesitation, he began the second phase of his attack as his seraphic prayer ignited the thousand arms with billowing flames, further amplifying a light that emanated over the jungle like a ferocious sun.
Even the distant, leaf-ridden towers of the jungle were set ablaze in the presence of the flame-enveloped arms.
"Hate to break it to you, but the same attack won't work twice on me," Andraste told him with a casual smirk, despite the bruises scattered on his torso, "I'll show you what it means to face one of the "Victorious Seven"--prepare yourself."
