"I'm not here to fight." She replied swiftly, her words leaving the Primordial flame Soul-Beast slightly puzzled.
"What?" The Primordial flame Soul-Beast stuttered, confused as to what she was saying.
For the past decade, every one who was aware of the existence of the Soul-Beast, all they ever seek was their power. The Celestial powers of the Primordial beings.
"Talk?" Salamander muttered before letting our a soft chuckle that turned into an uncontrollable laughter.
"There is nothing to discuss." As Salamander spoke, steam escaped his body instantly. His rage, wasn't something he could hold back given the sins of the first.
She could feel it at that moment, the presence of the beast. The Salamander, its immense form curled beneath the earth, stirring with a hunger as old as time.