"A few months back, I learned I could set fire to anything with my hands," I stated. "However, I still haven't gotten the hang of it, so please try to stay put."
"How will you burn the ropes off of me without also burning my hands, won't it hurt?" she worriedly inquired.
"Prisca, please don't be such a baby!" Tonia remarked.
As I turned her around and hung on to the ropes, I smiled reassuringly at her. I focused, and sure enough, they vanished.
Prisca didn't even flinch.
"See," I replied, turning away and observing her as she marveled at her hands. "That wasn't so horrible, was it?".
“B—-h.” Mr. Driver sighed and moaned. With both hands, he was still supporting his head. "You claimed you were in love with me!"
“Me?” Tonia remarked, threateningly waving the stick at him. “Where?
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