Paul appeared out of thin air, just like his huge bear had. It was raining heavily, so there was no sign of his arrival at the scene. No footsteps, or breathing sounds, not even a smell.
Paul appeared like a formless ghost, although he was more dangerous than one.
After forming a couple of hand signs and chanting a series of incantations, a cone-shaped flame appeared out of thin air between his palms.
The flame spread out within seconds and engulfed Kieran completely.
The bright, burning flame created light in the dark night. Before the raindrops could even go near the flame, they instantly evaporated.
In a second, the flame was extinguished and the area was filled with steam, a sudden cloud of it blocking everyone’s view.
Paul was camouflaged by the steam, but his vision was blocked as well. However, Paul did not seem the least bit nervous. Everything was going according to his plan.
