Seth narrowed his eyes, gritting his teeth as he stepped towards the metal wielding assassin, but he barely made it a few steps before a plume of fire descended upon him. The inferno immediately engulfed him, the stone beneath his feet rapidly heating up until it started to glow, with parts of it even starting to liquefy.
The flames swirled around Seth's figure, enshrouding him in a twirling vortex and blocking from view as the cloaked figured who had been simply filming previously was now holding out one hand, flames flickering on his fingertips and a cruel smile playing on his lips.
He was eager to hear the cocky demon worshipper scream, to watch him writhe as his body cooked. Burning wasn't as fun as cutting them up, the nerve endings seared too quickly and cut off the pain.
