The sky turned into a swirling mix of red and orange as if a massive tornado had caught fire. The flames licked at the air, roaring and crackling with a heat that could be felt from far away. The wind howled fiercely, carrying with it the smell of burning wood and earth. The whole scene glowed with an intense, fiery light, casting shadows that danced wildly across the land.
In the centre of the cyclone, the fire blazed even brighter, turning the core into a whirling inferno. It felt like standing too close to a scorching furnace, the heat almost unbearable. Bits of fiery debris shot out in all directions, creating a shower of sparks that painted the dark sky with streaks of glowing embers. The noise was deafening, like a relentless thunder that seemed to shake the very ground beneath it.
It was definitely a terrifying sight for anyone who saw it, but Aurora just smiled, seeing the sight before her, and brandished her daggers at the cyclone.
