Pursuit Of Havoc Patriarch

"Director of Starsafe, why are you interfering in our business? I thought we were allies." Havoc Ancestor, Rank 4 Awakener in Energy, waved his hand.

The dark and cold space caught fire as if space itself was an effective fuel. The fire spread in the blink and went from covering the area of a small tree to a forest covering an entire continent.

It wasn't an ordinary fire that non-celestial fire awakeners could conjure. It wasn't even accurate to call it a fire attack. The flames were not the main offense by themselves, but were merely carriers of the real attack.

"Shouldn't you stop attacking if you want to speak?" Baldur sneered and tried to get away from the tongues of flames that hissed at him like living snakes.

But even as he tried his best, pulses of invisible energy burst from the flames and passed through him.