Failed Constellation (4)

BLAAAAAZEEE!!!

Within the violent flames, Berkah spread out his arms and bathed in the searing heat that most would find unbearable, his fur coat slowly being burnt to a crisp.

"Fuck... A sauna doesn't even begin to compare to this..."

He muttered, inhaling the raging flame into his lungs with his nostrils and breathing out an even hotter flame from his mouth.

As if the heat was the trigger, thick, tightly conjoined scales slowly adorned his being and his pupils became vertically slit, his eyes blood-red.

"Ah... I know that this is fucked up, but I somewhat understand arsonists."

He muttered under his searing hot breath and watched as the flames slowly died down.

"Fuuu..."

[That felt nice, but...]

"... Why did my Mana Dome deactivate?"

He wondered, glancing around the open space which was illuminated by the dying flames of his attack.

"Hm?"