313 - Good Times

"Run and eat his eyes before they melt. You don't have much time," Noah told the imp with healing habilities that was outside just a second ago, and for everyone outside, vanished into a magic circle with a burst of flames. It's claws quickly pulled the eyes through the visor of the armor, though burning them and its hands in the process. Yet, the imp was unphased by the pain. "I raised them well," Noah muttered, before staring forward, and dispelling the dome of fire. 

All eyes turned towards the young man as the dome of fire vanished, expecting a seemingly obvious outcome that did not happen.