Kisha screamed again—this time, her voice was weaker than before. "Don't come!" she cried out, her words laced with desperation. Her muscles were seizing up, her limbs curling involuntarily as she lost control of her body.
Every bit of moisture within her felt like it was being scorched away, leaving her feeling brittle, like she might crack apart at any second.
It seemed that before the Constellations could even try to kill her, the Silver Flame might end her first.
But taming it was easier said than done.
According to 008, she needed to tame the Spiritual Flame as if it were a spiritual beast—but how was she supposed to do that? Talk to it? Appeal to its emotions? Try some sort of flame psychology? Kisha was completely lost.
"Host, yes! You can think of a Spiritual Flame like a beast," 008 explained frantically. "Taming one is almost the same. As long as the flame acknowledges your worth, it will stop attacking you and instead become your power."
