The clash in the center of the arena had left cracks along the floor and smoke in the air.
Heat rose from Blazren's body as flames licked across his arms and chest.
Zain stood across from him, wings spread, chest rising and falling.
He looked amused and completely calm.
Then something changed.
Suddenly, two sharp black-and-red horns sprouted from his head.
His aura flared instantly.
The temperature around him dropped for a second.
Blazren raised an eyebrow and let out a short chuckle.
"So you've got something more in you."
Zain cracked his knuckles. "I'm just getting started."
Blazren's smile didn't fade. He took a deep breath, then stomped forward.
Fire burst out from his body with a violent wave.
His flame core pulsed on his chest, glowing brighter.
"Then I guess I need to stop holding back," he said.
His movements sharpened.
Fire wrapped around both his arms now.
Zain didn't wait.
He shot forward, wings slicing through the air.
