Fire A

Credit to Lothurr for the base.
As I lay amidst the wreckage of the building, battered and bruised from our intense battle, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe as I gazed up at the moonlit sky above. Despite the chaos and destruction surrounding us, there was a strange sense of tranquility in the cool night air. But my moment of respite was short-lived as I turned my attention back to Void Steve, who lay broken and battered before me. Despite the severity of his injuries, he refused to yield, his determination evident as he desperately attempted to heal his wounds. It was then that I realized the true extent of the power I had absorbed from him. What I had thought to be a mere fragment of his strength turned out to be a vast reservoir of energy, enough to tip the scales in our favor and give me the upper hand in our battle. As Void and I stood across from each other, our condensed flames crackling with intensity, I knew that this would be the final showdown. With a sense of grim determination, I focused my energy, channeling it into a flaming arrow that took shape between my fingers.