The fire fox exploded.
A white mushroom cloud rose straight into the sky. The air turned into a wall of heat and light.
For a moment, it looked like the entire green land would burn.
Then the sky begin to vibrate.
Formations appeared one after another, layered like a net.
Golden lines lit up across the air, sealing the flame in place and forcing it inward, making sure it didn't spread any farther.
The mushroom cloud hit the invisible ceiling and stopped.
White fire folded back on itself, compressed by the seals, trapped inside a shrinking dome.
At the same time, the land below began to heal.
The cratered ground smoothed out in fast waves, dirt pulling back into place as if time was being reversed.
Broken trunks straightened. Shattered branches reattached.
In less than a minute, the wasteland returned to a green forest again, almost as if the fight had never happened.
The smoke thinned.
When it's dispersed, Saryx was still standing.
He returned to his humanoid form.
