Child of The Dark Flame (Cyra)

Seeing the dark flame coming out of his fingers, Blake's body flinched backward, hitting the back of his head on Robus' huge body, or more precisely, to the darkness binding that was still around Robus' body.

"I can summon fire with just a thought…" Blake muttered out loud as he repeated the same thing and sent a little bit more nether through his fingers, causing more sparks of dark flame to come out of his fingers.

'This is definitely a very worthwhile investment to use one spot of my covenants…' Blake thought to himself before finally looking at the variant type demon that had given him such power.

But when his eyes laid on Cyra, the variant type demon, Blake couldn't help but blink several times as the Cyra that he currently saw with the memories he had of her couldn't be more different looking.