"YEAH!! DIE YOU SPAWN FROM HELL!!, HELLFIRE!!"
Came the voice of the now conscious Jake.
A large ball of fire shot at Mort, James seeing the opportunity retreated as it slammed into his back.
Jake smirked as he looked at the burning body of Mort.
"Tch died standing, what a freak"
But his smile died as he looked closer, something black and shadowy was holding the fire...
'A giant palm?'
Mort turned around calmly, the shadowy palm extinguishing the fire like it was nothing as it closed its fingers.
"Was that all?" Mort asked, confused, looking at Jake who breathed heavily.
"You know, you're just like my father said, a monster.." Jake drawled as a smirk appeared on his face, a mark started glowing on his right bicep, it was a sigil.
A mark of the gods, that allowed those with them to have and control elemental powers.
"You should have ended me back then, but now, it's too late!!" He yelled at Mort, his voice resolute as he focused all his life force energy into his sigil.
The sigil burnt with such intensity it seemed alive, flames leak out of it and engulfed his body.
Slowly the sigil started to fade and peel off.
'To think I'd use this, how annoying'
Jake breathed in, the flame cloak shrinking.
As he exhaled with force, the flames erupted with more intensity as he took a stance, his right foot stepping in front of him as he bent over his fists shooting out at Mort.
"From the flames, come life.. Phoenix rebirth!!!"
A large explosion of fire spread out of his body catching Mort offguard as it flew towards him with blinding speeds and a
'Screeh?'
James looked puzzled as he didn't recognize that technique.
'It wasn't from any of the books in the library, that could only mean...'
Pain was all Mort felt as the fire engulfed him, forcing him to drop on his left knee.
Without wasting any time, a sheath of lightning came from within his skin and tried to push the fire away from his body.
James looked back in shock as the cloak then took the shape of a pillar and went upwards hitting the clouds in the sky and parting them.
'He used a family technique...'
His bestfriend was, fighting and he was running.
'No more. I have to help him.'
He swang out his arms his sigil glowing through his jumpsuit appearing over his left shoulder
"Wind blade!"
Two large green crescent shaped blades flew at Mort who was still struggling to get the flames off himself as they acted like cuffs, restraining and burning him slowly.
The blades reached him and cut into his back, causing him to wince and that was all it took for him to lose concentration as the flames, sensing no obstacle, quickly engulfed him entirely, part of it seeping into the pores of his skin, burning his bones, muscles and blood.
Screams of agony pierced through the alleyway, yet no one seemed to hear him.
Panting, James huddled to Jake whose skin glowing golden orange, pupils now crimson in color.
"The scum is done for, this ability of my family kills everything, burning it till it exists no more, there is no known counter. In exchange for this, I lose my connection to the Phoenix."
He explained as the figure of Mort kept screaming out in agony as the flames devoured everything.