''Do you know why I like to use fire?'' Rocky blinked for a moment as he gazed at the fire dancing gracefully over his finger.
Curtis gulped in confusion, having no idea what Rocky meant.
Rocky glanced at Curtis coldly before dropping the fire onto Curtis's head. Soon, the fire spread through Curtis's body.
Curtis yelled in panic while struggling to put out the flames, but his pointless actions only made the fire burn even crazier.
''N-No… N-No… Why? I told you everything…even gave you all my points…..Damn you!...AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!''
His face twisted in suffering while he scratched at his face maniacally. His eyes were filled with hatred and anger as he gazed at Rocky, who was already faint in his vision—since his eyes had burned to ash.
Pretty soon, Curtis was nothing but a blackened corpse. His mouth was still wide open, as if screaming a curse at Rocky. His charred, shriveled hands were raised toward Rocky as though they wanted to pull him to hell.
