The snow in the night sky had stopped at some point, and the cold wind no longer raced through the forest. Flames dyed vast stretches of the night sky red, obscuring even the light of the stars and moon.
Shade, bound by two fiery red chains, gradually shrank back to his normal size. Yet after the barrage of attacks, the demon did not sense his aura weakening. On the contrary, it felt that he was actually absorbing the power of the flames.
Thus, after one final thunderous explosion, the attacks temporarily ceased. The giant humanoid flames tugging on the chains also saw Shade's current state in the air.
The Witch Emperor's power had now vanished. Shade, his arms spread by the chains binding him, was covered in burn marks. But those were definitely not caused by the demon's attacks, for crimson cracks ran through his right eye, and sparks drifted through the night from even the tips of his hair and the hem of his clothes.
That too was the power of fire, but it was a flame more ancient than the Demon of Fire.
"You can absorb flames and turn them into spirit? The power of the Primordial Fire? Hero of the Flame? Such a thing is possible?"
Shade did not care what the demon was shocked about. Having absorbed some of the flames and converted them into spirit to temporarily recover, he transformed into a Moonlight Dragon beneath the moon with a Dragon Roar. But the expenditure just now had been too great. He merely used the change in form to break free of the chains for the moment before falling toward the ground.
The two humanoid flames immediately reached out to grab him, but Shade easily evaded their flaming palms.
George Kant maintained his flaming form while