Blaze splayed his hand, determination striking through his eyes as a crimson beam flowed from his palm hitting a nearby wall which exploded. He swiftly flipped out one of his blades – the same colour as the beam – he ran forward, the sounds of fire crackling in the distance mingling with the roars of knights as they charged at Blaze.
Blaze kept running, the gap shortening quickly between the boy and the ravaged men. A hint of a smile flickered upon his face mixed with hatred. He jumped in the air, moving his hands to his second blade as he flicked them through the air, the metal slicing into two nearby men. Blaze rolled to his knees, the men closing around him with skin of steel and arrowed claw. He pressed his hands against the ground, the crimson glowing as bright as the sun around him, a ring of light. At first, the men hesitated, worried expression flashing over their faces until they turned back into ravaged snarls and they charged at the boy.
The boy moved his hands into the air and pushed them against the ground once again as the ground around him started to ripple away, the land the surrounding him being pushed away gently. The knights were flipped to their feet and seconds later the rippling stopped. Blaze stood, the smile expanding. “Magic is an outcast.” He mumbled as the light enveloped him and he disappeared.
Blaze kept running, the gap shortening quickly between the boy and the ravaged men. A hint of a smile flickered upon his face mixed with hatred. He jumped in the air, moving his hands to his second blade as he flicked them through the air, the metal slicing into two nearby men. Blaze rolled to his knees, the men closing around him with skin of steel and arrowed claw. He pressed his hands against the ground, the crimson glowing as bright as the sun around him, a ring of light. At first, the men hesitated, worried expression flashing over their faces until they turned back into ravaged snarls and they charged at the boy.
The boy moved his hands into the air and pushed them against the ground once again as the ground around him started to ripple away, the land the surrounding him being pushed away gently. The knights were flipped to their feet and seconds later the rippling stopped. Blaze stood, the smile expanding. “Magic is an outcast.” He mumbled as the light enveloped him and he disappeared.
