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"SO DAMN COLD…! YOU BASTARDS!"
Mammon roared with demonic fury, his demonic flames rapidly mixing with his spiritual powers once more, as he unleashed three more eruptions of flames from the ground.
This time, aside from trying to cover his own body with them to melt Elfriedden's Divine Draconic Ice, he fired some at him directly, from the left and right, all while he was already taking down a huge mass of living demonic spiritual flames.
Because indeed, these flames were somewhat alive, they moved on their own, roared, and were pretty much chasing after targets. This was the reason they were so hard to kill! Mammon was figuring out a way to grant "life" to pretty much anything by fusing them with spiritual energy.
"Dammit!"
