Shivers ran to the depths of Xasha's soul as he fooled at the pair of eyes staring back at him from within the flames. The unease he felt multiplied when he saw a flaming smile cut across the air before him. The flames seemed to have a mind of their own.
The giant face formed of gaseous flames seemed to be laughing at him. Xasha could see the smile behind its eyes. The flame, whatever it was only saw him as prey to be devoured.
Xasha clenched his fist as his pride took a hit. For something as worthless as an old flame to ridicule him after he'd made it this far was a disgrace. He'd suffered more and endured greater pain than he'd done today. This mich could never stop him.
Xasha's energy flamed to beat back the flame then he pulled back his defense, stripped his army, and tossed a handful of delayed healing pills into his mouth. He pulled the top off his bodysuit, tying the sleeves around his waist, revealing his well-toned body and glistening copper skin.