He was just too slow.
An arm thick beam of fire lashed out, and resisted any control that Matt could exert on it with his [Fire Manipulation]. Matt threw himself to the side, while commanding his flying sword to fly up and in the opposite direction.
The beam of fire quickly lashed upward, and sliced his flying sword into two uneven halves that were instantly melted with follow-up blasts of fire before they hit the ground.
“My sword!”
Matt couldn’t believe it. That was his first and favorite flying sword. He and Keith had scoured and reviewed every Tier 7 flying sword on the market to find the perfect one for him, and it was gone, just like that.
The damn tower hadn’t even left him with slag to keep as a memento.
Liz and Aster rushed over, asking, “Are you okay?”
Matt threw up his ha
