After explaining, Fei Mi looked toward Shen Yi, who still stood in midair, his aura deep and unfathomable.
She was filled with wonder.
She had met Shen Yi even before Xilos had, and she had watched his power leap forward time and again. But this time... it felt entirely different.
Beside her, Xilos stood frozen.
She understood. And because she understood, the shock hit her all the harder.
"How... how is this possible?!" she murmured.
"Power like fire is inherently violent and destructive."
"Controlling it, let alone using it, is already incredibly difficult."
"Even a Nature Elf like me, born from the rules of fire and naturally attuned and partly immune to it, has to guide it with constant care whenever I use it."
"One mistake, and I'm usually the first to get burned."
She looked at Shen Yi. Tiny sparks spilled from her fingertips in her agitation.
"Even as a Fire Spirit, I have considerable resistance to ordinary flames and even some higher-level fire attacks. But that resistance has limits."
"Against a flame that truly surpasses my level, like the Flame of Continued Combustion just now..."
Xilos trailed off.
"When Lord Shen Yi was absorbing the Flame of Continued Combustion, I merely tried to touch the edge of that power with my senses..."
"Just with my senses!"
"The tiny bit of power I sent out burned away instantly, without even a trace of feedback!" "If I hadn't cut it off quickly, that burning sensation might have traveled back along my senses."
"Under those circumstances, I couldn't even think of touching it myself..."
Her face paled slightly, and she said no more.
To her, the Flame of Continued Combustion was no nourishing rain. It was a deadly fire that could consume and assimilate her completely.
"This defies all reason!" Xilos