The moment I summoned Moonfire Wrath, the air around me snapped.
It wasn't just heat. It was something older, deeper. It hummed in my bones and cracked the sky with invisible fire. My vision blurred, and all I could feel was power rushing up from the pit of my stomach, searing through my veins like molten silver.
The ground beneath my feet splintered. Trees around me groaned as bark curled and blackened. Even the sky above flickered, as if the stars themselves were shrinking back. A howl rose somewhere in the distance, high and sharp like a creature warning the world of something unnatural.
I couldn't stop.
The power had a voice now. It wasn't mine. It screamed through my limbs, demanding to be unleashed. Demanding retribution. Demanding release.
My hands lifted on their own, glowing with white-blue flames that licked the air like living creatures. My body trembled, not from fear but from the sheer force trying to rip through me.
I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came.
