Kieran's words had struck a deep chord within the Flame.
While the Flame was a manifestation of hatred and vile power, it bore and displayed aspects of loneliness that couldn't be ignored. Now that it had someone to talk to and challenge it, the Flame could not stop talking.
It was stimulated in ways the followers of War and Flame couldn't attain.
Having learned of this power he held, Kieran felt it was the perfect time to lay some rules and establish a clear line in their relationship.
'Flame… I am not your friend. Our relationship will always remain a transaction. You give, I take. You take, I give.'
The Flame grew silent and brooding as if robbed of all joy. It hated being denied, but worst of all, it hated that it didn't realize that, at some point, it wanted to befriend the nameless boy.
No, not that boy.