Torn between euphoria and guilt, my emotions waged battle inside of me. It felt so good but it shouldn’t. I was an awful person, I just killed a man. This was amazing, I just saved so many people. I was the worst, I was the best.
I was so preoccupied that I noticed it too late. Var standing in front of the black fire, his hand held out into the flames.
It took me a moment to jolt into action and I charged forward to stop him, but it was too late. The fire bit into his hand, turning it into smoke.
“Var, don’t!” I screamed but he ignored me. It didn’t even look like he heard me.
He only had eyes for the black fire. He held up his smouldering hand and with one last look at me, vanished into a cloud of dark smoke. Lightning struck the stone altar, cracking it in two, and thunder rumbled th
