"Ill do everything in my power to stop you." Pyre clenches his fist hard drawing blood in the process.
"Would you stake your life on it? Your ideals?" Celeste asks, digging deep under Pyre's skin.
His thoughts shift and flash through him rapidly. Shifting his focus from his comrades to his students. Their faces, their hopes and dreams, relying on him to protect them and fight, not wanting to leave anyone behind.
"See there's something holding you back from your own ideals. Fear. Put up a fight if you must but it will all mean nothing in the end." Celeste mocks with a flourish of her fingers, seeing Pyre shaking resolve.
"You're not willing to die for what you believe in, you're not willing to sacrifice everything to ensure that your ideals manifest. That's the difference between us and why your pitiful little fire can't hold a candle to my resolve." She continues firing off another round at Pyre.
