67 Find A Job, Demon!

The bluish violet fireball wrapped Sargeras' hand up and spread along his red flames as if they were alcohol.

Almost in an instant, Amy's flame swallowed him whole. The bluish violet fire was dancing over the red fire; it looked like they were consuming each other.

The customers gave a gasp of surprise. They had never thought that Amy's little fireball would enwrap Sargeras, but they still didn't know the power of her flame.

Sargeras took a look at the bluish violet fire on him, and said indifferently, "You have to try a lot harder than—" Suddenly, his words died in his throat when he saw his right hand. The red flames that engaged the bluish violet flames first had been completely consumed; the latter also had little left, but they were still burning him.