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Paragraph Comment Authors Note by God_Is_With_Me.
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“Leave it to me,” Vincent said as he appeared from behind her, and walked towards the army of 250 Gold statues with a ball of fire in each hand
“Burn.” He said, commanding the balls of fire to flow into a dense ocean of fire which swept towards the gold statues.
In an instant, the icy floor melts away, and the cold air heats up. The fire traveled across the field, enveloping everything it met like a tsunami.
Amelia watched this scene with a solemn face, but within her was a feeling of frustration.
Vincent noticed this sign, however, did not comment on it.
“I thought you weren't going to help.” She said, her frustration causing a bit of anger to leak into her words.
Vincent replied with a bright smile, “When did I say so?”
For a moment, His casual smile dazzles Amelia.
“W-with this, 10 minutes should be deducted.” She spluttered, changing the subject.