Touch Me If You Can!
Kent's eyes locked onto the head wizard. In one swift motion, Kent snapped his fingers, and a small spark of fire shot from his hand. The spark traced a perfect ground circle around him and his pets, forming a barrier of flickering flames.
"If you want my dragon, get past this fire ring alive. I won't mind surrendering to you then." Kent said in a leisurely tone while looking at the head wizard.
The ring of fire appeared ordinary, dying even to the onlookers. But the head wizard, suspicious and unwilling to be outdone, extended his spear forward to test the flames.
The moment the tip of the spear touched the fire, the metal began to sizzle, then corrode, the weapon disintegrating as if consumed by hell fire. The spear melted away in seconds, molten droplets hitting the ground with a hiss. Panic shot through the wizard's veins, and he hurriedly tossed the weapon aside, terrified that the flames would spread to his body.
"Wahhh…!!!"