He appears to be unconscious though there’s a wrinkled frown on his brows and little mumblings of incoherent words of pain slipping past his lips, and his hands are clenched hard by his sides as if clenching them somehow prevented him from giving in to the pain which has left him completely immobile.
That sly son of a b***h!
“f*****g hell Faz, I told him not to do it!” I cry in alarm and immediately reached out for his body, but before I could reach out and touch him his entire lights up in flames.
I drawback with a cry of surprise, making Katrina call out to me in concern before she hurries forward and drops to her knees by my side.
“What the f*****g hell did you do to him?” Krystal asks, she and the warlock glaring down at the burning male a couple of paces away with wide eyes filled
