And at that moment, all she wanted to do was climb on top of him and just please him.
But Monica said nothing- not verbally anyway. She was too proud to give in to her base instincts. Yet, her body language and facial expressions betrayed her.
Even as the last of the wolves disappeared from the scene, the Heavenly Flames still continued to blaze on.
After enjoying his brief reign of victory, he briefly held his position and hovered in the air, watching to make sure that every single wind wolf had disappeared. Finally, his elevated chin lowered- shifting his gaze to the earth below.
Skillfully maneuvering the gusts of fire blazing under his soles, he spread his arms out for balance, and quietly he lowered his altitude. As his feet got closer and closer to the ground, he gradually cut off the flow of qi from his feet- snuffing out the flames, as his mortal form touched down.
