Zaria Dove

The Cradle of Storm

I kept on fighting, shooting and burning holes through their bodies, until one of them managed to snatch a gun from one of our soldiers.

He aimed at my gun and burned it, half of my gun was just gone, with only the lower part left in my hand.

I tossed the remains of my gun aside and cartwheeled to my right, narrowly dodging his incoming fires.

However, in the midst of my evasion, the tip of my shoe got burned off by the shot, revealing the tips of my toes.

Standing tall, despite the setback, I held one of my throwing knives and prepared myself for the next move.

As he prepared to fire at me again, I swiftly threw the knife into the mouth of his gun, blocking the opening just as he pulled the trigger.

Panic filled his eyes as he saw his gun turning red, and before he could react, it exploded in his hands.

With a loud crash, pieces of his existence rained down.

As I regained my senses, my attention was immediately drawn back to Jackallion.

I sprinted toward him, using all my