"There are nine different flames," I said, looking through the sea of flames in front of me. There were 714 flames in total, but only 705 of them called out for death. And there was a single flame in there that wasn't pink at all.
I cocked my head and looked at the bright silver flame in and amongst the pink. It looked so familiar. How could I not know who that one belonged to?" "Liu Wei," I said as I stared mesmerized at it. It was an exact copy of what was currently encased in a diamond inside of me.
"Yup," nodded Violence, not even bothering to look at the silver flame. "The others are harder to find, but you should be able to."
"Chen Zi Han," I said, pointing to a large flame that was pink at the tips but otherwise burned black.
"Two for two," said Violence sarcastically. "It's almost like you know your men inside and out. But there is still one more. Can you find it?"
