Bab 787: Cycle of Potential

Thud! Kossuth and Aria landed in the empty wastelands. A large ball of energy rained a radiant light down from the heavens. "Oh! That Amaterasu, she has no skills." Kossuth sighed.

"She has the power but not the skill and artistic sense to create something beautiful." Aria patted Kossuth's back. "Go up there and make us something decent."

Kossuth stared at Aria. "I will shape the flames in a large sphere, and compress them so they can keep burning from Amaterasu's magic."

"That will do." Aria smiled, "Everyone is working. Please keep any blasts low. I don't want to hurt anyone on the ground."

Kossuth smiled. "Don't worry. I can control my flames as long as I am using enough of them. I can't control candles, but I can control massive heat blasts." Her eyes flashed red as her body combusted. BAM! In the blink of an eye, her legs contracted, squatting down. ZON! Aria disappeared before she could get blasted.