Bad Guys?

"It melted!"

"What happened I thought you killed me?"

The old man throws the hilt into a nearby waste bin before turning to you as he places a wrinkly hand on your head.

"No, that was simply made of gallium which would melt in a normal person hand let alone on somebody who's element is fire your body is hotter than any normal human so the galium melted before it even touched you."

"But what was that that I saw and felt it felt so real."

Your Master lets out a hearty laugh as he takes a knee and extends his hand out towards you, you grab it as he pulls you up and begins to brush all the dust and dirt off of your pants.

"That was my killing intent it can cause even those of the Body Clan to piss their pants in terror."

"Wow, Master your so cool, please teach me this move it will surely help in the future."

The old man stands up and firmly places both hands on your shoulders.

Slightly confused you begin to look up as you say, "Master what are you doing?" When you finally get a glance at his face, he holds a stern expression on his face yet you can feel a hint of sadness behind it.

"Liz, promise me if I tell you how you can use your own killing intent you will never kill another person, EVER."

"Master why would I kill people that's what bad guys do I'll beat the hell out of anyone who would dare kill anyone in front of me?"

He lets out a sigh of relief as he chuckles a bit letting go of you and taking a few steps back.

"So you'd beat the hell out of them huh."

You hastily reply saying.

"Yeah, now that I have my flame I can beat anyone."

With a smile, the old man summons a dim-orange flame in the palm of his hand.

"Ok since your so confident how about a quick sparring match with an old man, I have to test your abilities anyway.

"Yeah, I'll show you not to underestimate me."

"You say as you summon a flame in both hands and rush towards the old man at full speed."