Iris was soaring through the sky, unleashing a barrage of flames upon Jevan, who blocked them with the massive blade of wave blade. Fireballs rained down from above.
Jevan sent a flurry of water blades at her, but she waved her hand and they vanished instantly. He tried calling her name, but as always, there was no response.
She kept flying, releasing fire wildly, her eyes overflowing with tears that evaporated before they could touch her cheeks. She didn't want to hurt Jevan. She tried to resist, but her body no longer obeyed her commands.
Jevan tried to use water to lessen the flames' intensity, but it was pointless.
His muscles began to weaken, his bones too, yet thanks to his Authority his body was healing rapidly. He looked up at the sky, at the blazing wings carrying Iris higher, and a reckless thought struck him. "If she can fly with wings of fire, maybe I can fly with wings of water."
