Draft
A man was dodging left and right, constantly swerving from the blows of his attacker. Claws grew from the defender's hand as he clawed his attacker.
"You grew quite stronger from the curse, impressive," said Gideon Flammenwerfer, keeping away from the bladed hands.
But Lance's speed increased and he cut Gideon's hands.
"lucky," thought Gideon, dodging to the side to dodge another slash. Stretching out his hands, Gideon uttered, "Burst."
Gideon's blood on Lance's hand burst into flames. The flames burned off the skin on Lance's hand, leaving the flesh exposed.
Gideon then controlled the blood on his wound and splashed it on Lance's face. The flames went out, and Lance fell to the ground in agony.
Lance was standing against the wall, panting in pain from the wounds he had received. A new flame appeared in Gideon's palm. "Blow"
The flames engulfed Lance's body and melted the surrounding walls, sending sparks everywhere.
