Origin Fire! This was Origin Fire!
Most of those present had never seen Origin Fire before, but the moment they saw that flame, they had no doubts whatsoever. They immediately knew in their hearts that this was Origin Fire!
"It really is Origin Fire!" A slightly immature young voice suddenly cried out loudly. "I can feel it. It can't be wrong! This is Origin Fire!"
Everyone followed the voice and looked over. The speaker was the Young Fire Demon beside Orucia. It was pointing at the tiny flame on the Night Innkeeper's forearm, hopping about in excitement.
Grewu had experienced the Origin Fire of its ancestors, but that Origin Fire was steeped in twilight decay. Whenever it sensed it, it thought of the Ashen Grief Cemetery of the Lord of Death. As a fire demon still in the lively, restless years of youth, Grewu did not like that kind of Origin Fire, even though the meaning contained within it remained vast and profound.
But this small tuft of white Origin Fire on the Night Innkeeper's arm was completely different. It was lively, vigorous, and brimming with youthful vitality. Sensing the aura of this Origin Fire, Grewu seemed to see hope... hope of transforming from a Young Fire Demon into a fire-pattern demon.
Of everyone present, Grewu was probably the most familiar with Origin Fire. So, once Grewu too confirmed that this was Origin Fire, the eyes of every fire demon turned red as they stared feverishly at that tiny flame.
The wizards on the other side also looked at the Origin Fire with greed and covetousness in their eyes. Wizards were unlike demons; almost every wizard knew some fire-based spells, and Origin Fire was undoubtedly the supreme nourishment for fire-based powers!
Even Monchi had initially been drawn in by that