Fire overwhelms his body, coating it in a thick layer of black flames; however, his body, his mind, doesn't feel any different. On the contrary, it feels just as broken and hurt as it had been moments ago.
'I can't let pain stop me. It took far too much already. I can't let it take more.' Like a dark comet of flames, Kyrie advanced at the bear, achieving breakneck speed, holding the giant weapon in his hands with all the strength his lithe body could muster. His lifeline is on it.
Like a blast, he collides against the bear's belly, sinking the immense claw deep into its flesh and guts, earning another roar of pain from her. With another explosion of black flames, he goes up her flesh dragging the ripped claw with him, opening her belly further as he advances.
