You dare attack my wives?

The heat was becoming unbearable.

The room that had been completely frozen was now engulfed in cold, transforming into a hot hell as Samira summoned all her fire power.

The icy floor melted completely, the wood of the walls began to crackle, as if the world around was about to succumb to its imminent destruction.

Samira, now ablaze, was emanating a power she didn't even believe she possessed; she had temporarily become a force of nature about to unleash the remnants of her life in a cataclysmic explosion...

She saw no solution to get out of there alive... And if it was necessary to save the others by doing this... then she accepted it with a bitter smile on her face.

However...

Kryssia remained motionless, her lips curved in a malevolent smile. The ice general was immune to the increasing intensity of Samira's flames...