Partial Self Destruction.

[Ren Hilton's POV]

Extending my hand, I sensed the fiery sphere whirling around my sternum, an unfamiliar yet oddly natural sensation that coursed through my body.

The internal manipulation of elements was a foreign concept, one that brought with it an unexpected discomfort. As I shut my eyes, engulfed by the swirling fire within, a strange instinct took over, dictating my actions without conscious thought.

The searing blaze roared within, under my control, but within moments, a tumultuous turmoil erupted in my stomach. It was an overwhelming eruption of internal heat, blood boiling within, emitting an acrid scent of singed flesh, a sensation both peculiar and inexplicable.

Following Blaze's guidance, I absorbed the mana orb, encapsulating it within a shield, triggering a peculiar shift within my physicality.

Instinctively, my wings extended to their utmost breadth, and my body's pulse seemed to slow, muffling the ambient sounds around me.