Red feathers interlaced with crimson flames, pulsing across Life Crane's entire body. Every inch of his flesh glowed with a vibrant light, making him look as if he were wearing a brilliant, blood-colored feathered cloak.
Life Crane extended a hand, and a small flame flickered to life on his fingertip.
"My disciple, you attempted to use Mana to affect your master, and you succeeded."
"But how can you possibly face the Power of Rules that I command?"
The small flame danced on Life Crane's finger. A round hole appeared in its center as the fire began to collapse inward, only to grow larger from the other side.
With continuous collapsing and swelling, the flame, which was originally the size of a fingertip, quickly grew to the size of a fist.
"You see, the Lighting Technique doesn't actually require Mana. You should have known from the moment you began to master this Daoist Technique that it originates from within ourselves. And it can ignite all living things!"
"Like this!"
