"Even after so many years, you still refuse to rest, huh?" asked the Loplin as he loaded up his gun.
The creature did nothing as Matt sighed. The ground trembled as red streaks ran through the area. The creature turned and stepped forward, appearing before the Loplin. It was a beast similar to a bull standing up on its hind legs.
Its skin was fiery red with veins of orange and black, front-facing horns on its skull. The beast then roared, forcing the rabbit to cover his ears.
"Ifrit, the Guardian of Flames. Beast Of Anger. For the past five years, you've always appeared in my dreams as nightmares whenever I use your Skillset. I have no clue why, even after defeating you, you've still yet to pass on to the afterlife," added Matt.
"There is no afterlife after what I've done..."
"Oh, quit your whining and just die already. I only need your power and not your souls or angsty replies," snapped the Loplin.
Matt got his gun ready and pointed it at the large figure.
"Now then, let's get this over and done with… Again. I am itching for a real fight right about now!" shouted the rabbit as he rushed towards the beast.
After firing a rain of bullets at Ifrit, the Loplin was getting restless as the fight went nowhere. The flames that the beast produced were getting hotter, much more than what Matt could take. The beast roared with anger, clearing the dead trees with a swipe of his tail.
"Damn it…" cursed the Loplin as he sprinted around the beast and leaped up.
"Pyro's Shot!"
Matt abruptly sprang up and out from the dream world when he was about to fire a strong round toward Ifrit's face.
"Matt! What's wrong with you? Wake up!" shouted Layla as she kept shaking Matt's body.
"What, what?! I'm awake!" yelled the Loplin as he grabbed the Dragoon's waist.
Matt was puzzled and frightened when he realized that the Dragoon had her feet and arms transformed into talons.
"What was happening to you? You caught on fire and nearly burned the bed and me!," exclaimed the girl who got off and shook the scales off into human limbs again.
Matt placed his head on his hands, trying to recall the dream.
"It was just Ifrit on a warpath to kill me… But I'm fine. I apologize if I hurt you with my flames."
"Your flames weren't the issue for me… I've got water as my protection, you know? Anyways, let's go find Teemo for food before he turns us into dessert," said Layla, dragging the Loplin off the bed.
As the duo arrived at the kitchen, a waft of meat and spices swarmed the area. Layla instantly rushed to the Felidae, who had some meat on the grill.
"Is that Mammoth steak? How'd you manage to get that?!" asked the Dragoon, excitedly.
"With sheer endurance of the cold and an expedition to the mountains. Of which I will never go back there unless I need more Mammoths. I needed their tusks for certain armors but I felt bad for leaving them tuskless so I killed them," explained Teemo, nonchalantly.
The Loplin looked horrified while Layla looked intrigued with the spices that Teemo placed into the soup beside him.
"It's tomato soup with rosemary and thyme. Something simple to go with the meat. I've got mashed sweet potatoes in the pot over there, you can bring it over to the table if you'd like," added the Felidae.
The Dragoon nodded happily while Matt took his place at the table.
"I heard you woke up after being on fire… Are you ok?" asked the cat as he started plating the steak.
"I'm pretty sure if I'm not fine I would be screaming and rolling around in pain... And I'm a Fire user, I'm not going to be burned to death anytime soon," said the Loplin as he stretched out his arms.
"There's such a thing as your armor breaking, you aren't immune to all types of Flames, you know," said Layla, as she poked the rabbit's cheeks.
"I have the protection of Ifrit, there's no other flame that can surpass him and that's a part of me. I could hold lava if I wanted to, so I'd be fine," said Matt as he took some mashed potatoes.
"Please don't hold lava... You're setting a bad example for Layla," scolded Teemo as he served the steaks and soup.
"Huh?"
"I'm not a kid!"
"You've got at least a hundred years to match up to me so yes, you are a little cutie..." cooed the Felidae as he pinched the Dragoon's cheeks.
The girl pouted as she began to eat the steak and much to the duo's surprise, Teemo's cooking was impressive.