Once the bone disappeared into his ring, Primus pressed both his palms against the ground and muttered in a hoarse voice, "Raging Inferno."
His palms burned red hot, and in the blink of an eye, fire erupted beneath Ragnar's feet.
A massive column of flames burst upward, twisting into a tornado that swallowed Ragnar whole. The roar of the inferno shook the ruined cemetery, and waves of heat rolled across the place like a living storm.
Primus didn't wait. He took that moment to limp away, clutching his side. His steps were uneven at first, dragging and slow, but he forced himself to move faster.
His body lit up again, fire licking across his shoulders and legs, and with a heavy breath he leapt into the air.
Blood spilled from his mouth as soon as he was airborne, but he clenched his jaw and forced himself forward, fire bursting beneath him as he shot like a comet through the tunnel of flames.
