Magma was everything ice wasn't. It was pure molten chaos, fluid and unstoppable, capable of consuming everything in its path. Where ice froze and controlled, magma flowed and devoured. It was as if water, the fountain of life, had been transformed into a force of mass destruction.
It wasn't just an element, it was a true force of nature.
The realization hit me like a lightning strike. My breath caught, and for a moment, I forgot the pain in my arms, the blood dripping from my shoulders, and the smug look on Kael's face below. My heart raced with anticipation as I felt the tiniest flicker of something deep within me, something hot, something alive.
I closed my eyes, ignoring the icy talons of Anivia as they reached for me once more. Instead, I focused on that flicker, fanning it like a dying ember in the cold.
