The flames completely enveloped the figure that was preparing to ambush Roger, who let out a scream and fled from the reach of the fire attack as quickly as possible.
Nevertheless, his clothes and the surface of his skin were still burnt away, flesh and shredded fabric mingling together, making him look like a flayed ghoul.
Although the figure had escaped the attack range, the assault from Roger's hands did not stop.
The flames continued to spray, and the next second, Roger swung the creature he was holding in his hand.
Chlack!
Using the creature in his hand as a weapon, he tore open the fire-charred, deformed iron railings in just a few moves.
Even if the creature in his hand hadn't died before, under Roger's crushing blows, its bones were shattered, and its body was pierced with wounds everywhere.
After quickly glancing at the ghostly shadow that had been burnt beyond recognition, a hint of scorn flashed in Roger's eyes.
