The flames around Anteris only grew higher and higher, and the edge of Kothar's cloak caught fire. His long curls burned away, and the palm of the hand he stretched out to Anteris began to scream with pain.
{Kothar! Enough! Come away from him, please!] Silane yelled, but she knew that her protests were in vain, she could feel Kothar's determination.
"Duke, please. Come away! We will take the city regardless!" Kothar stepped even closer, and spoke through blistered and burning lips.
The flames roared up to the sky, and then, as if they had never been there, they disappeared into thin air. Anteris turned suddenly, and looked at the young man who stood mere meters behind him, having braved the flames of Anteris' fury.
