Jonathan (Lord of the Seven Seas)'s Journal
The team stood before the mighty Eagle of Blaze, his wings glowing like molten feathers, his presence radiating power. The sky shimmered with rising heat, and the distant rumble of fire echoed across the lava sea.
Eagle of Blaze: (with a calm, powerful voice)I hold ancient magical powers, passed down from the heart of fire itself.And I believe...That all of you should possess them now.
He raised his hands. A fiery wind circled the heroes. Sparks danced around them, floating like glowing feathers. Then—
[WHISHING SOUND — magical wind spirals around each of them]
Eagle of Blaze:It is done.Now, you all carry flames of power within you.
For a moment, the group stood stunned, feeling warmth, energy, and magic pulsing through their veins.
Lion's Roar: (blinking in surprise)Oh, really? Just like that?
Eagle of Blaze: (smiling)If you don't believe me...Why don't you try it?
Lion's Roar: (quickly raising his hands)No, no! I believe you! Totally believe you!I was just... checking.
The others laughed. But the moment didn't last long—because danger approached.
Lebewligs: (pointing ahead, serious)Hey guys... stop talking.LOOK AHEAD!Our enemies are coming!
From the fiery fog ahead, a towering figure appeared—cloaked in smoke, his body glowing like a living furnace.
???: (deep, thunderous voice)Who… is there?
Evilness of Netherware: (stepping back)Uh-oh… I think that's—
Lord of the Seven Seas: (with a smirk)Fire Storm—don't start your dramatic entrance again.
Fire Storm: (pausing, slightly confused)Okay… okay fine!So… you all made it here, huh?
His eyes narrowed. Flames flickered across his body. The heat rose again.
Fire Storm:Well then—let's see if your new powers can stand against the rage of Blaze.
The ground trembled. The battle of fire... was about to begin.