Upon seeing the ginormous wings that were burning in blazing flames, Kyle couldn't help but stare at them in awe.
But that was nothing compared to what he saw right now.
His first impression of the wings dispersed into thousand fragments as the faint image of a sun manifested between the wings.
This image vanished only seconds later, but Kyle was sure that the blazing wings of Melin represented the heat of the sun.
His past memories allowed him to instinctively connect it to another mythology than that of the Phoenix.
However, before he could make sense of the changes Melin was undergoing, the young man had already appeared in front of him, leaving behind a trail of flames.
Slashing out the dagger he was holding, Melin's speed exceeded that of Kyle's by several times right now.
This prevented Kyle from evading the dagger slash that inflicted a deep cut just below his rib cage.
