"Huff... Huff... Clatter..."
"Young... Lord..."
Valeria felt relief that the Inferno of pitch black flames had finally ceased, she endured ten whole minutes of her Lord's wrath.
She was once again in awe of her master's might, so much so that she wanted to get on her knees and pledge her allegiance to him once more.
The multiple layers of her Vespera shield crumbled as she breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt like patting herself on the back for not letting Berkah's luggage be destroyed.
"Sorry about that, Valeria."
Berkah walked closer to her, strangely enough, his clothes were untouched by his flames, as if he had a firm command on what it could burn and what it couldn't.
"Your apology is wasted on me..."
Valeria immediately got to her knees and bowed deeply.
"No, I was blinded by rage and put you in danger, I'm sorry."
