Burnt Out (Part 1)
The souls of the dead tried to access Lith's mana and mastery over magic, but those notions were safely guarded and beyond the reach of the invaders.
"So you admit it!" Valtak roared, coalescing the Primordial Flames into a gigantic snake that coiled around the Void Demon Dragon, trapping him. "Lith is just your first victim. How many people are you willing to sacrifice in order to prolong your existence?"
"Enough!" The voices said, the word both their answer and a threat.
As more and more blue flames poured out of Lith's body, the souls managed to shape the blue flames into a ring of fire that rapidly expanded and cut the snake into bits, freeing themselves from its snare.
Yet Valtak's Primordial Flames weren't lost. The Father of Fire recalled every bit of the fire construct and reshaped them into a fiery armor, but he knew things weren't going well.