Chapter 75

A raging fire blossomed into life and Clark could even feel the heat from where he stood.

These flames were different from normal ones because it glittered in different shades of crimson that has all but offered a resplendent display of fiery destruction.

This would have been great to look at if placed at any other location. Alas, these chambers would have begged to differ otherwise.

The flames spread wantonly in all directions and even the bed in the room was beginning to join the crew of dancing wild flames.

"Did I somehow cause this to happen?" Clark asked but found no answer in his lonesome.

Nevertheless, since he was the only likely culprit on the scene, he had no choice but to own up to this accident.

"WHOOSH!" A mini typhoon was conjured up by a single wave of a hand and the hungry fires vanished to become one with the solemn darkness of the room. But that was only the beginning of it all.