AMELIA's POV
Cassio lunged at Scymodus, hitting him wherever he could lay his hands upon. Scymodus casually picked him up, and tossed him to the fireplace. I gasped when his clothes caught fire, and I stood up.
“Don't worry about the i***t, pretty wolf. As long as his intentions are pure, the fire won't hurt him. How I wish he will do something real bad, to watch him burning is a sight I wouldn't want to miss.” Scymodus sighed, and I couldn't help but look at him warily.
“Scymodus, let's be serious.” Charles had a stern look on his face.
“But I don't want to.” Scymodus moaned lazily, still laying on his back like a corpse.
I watched Cassio who cursed and quenched off the ice fire on his body.
“Then why the hell did you let us come all this way when she isn't around? What is wrong wi
