The man finally pulled out his lightsaber, and lashed out at his head. He bent backwards again, and lifted his leg up to kick it out of his hand, but the man lept backwards,. Romeo came back up, and removed his own saber. The red blade ignited, and he lunged at the man with a side swipe, one handed. The man caught his blade with his own, and saber locked. He allowed the man to push more into him before he turned off his own saber, twirled around the man as he lost his balance, and stumbled forward. Romeo blasted his back with fire, but the armor just protected him from the hit.
The man turned around, and threw his lightsaber at Romeo, he flipped sideways, and landed on his legs and hands. He looked up, and saw the man charging at him again, with a down strike. Romeo rolled out the way, and came back up, jabbing at the man's ribs, but he slid his saber next to his own, and rolled it out of the way. He force pushed Romeo, making him lose his sword, and charged again. Romeo quickly recovered from the push, and TKed the sword out of the enemy's hand, making them both weaponless. That's when the man was on him, reaching for his face to use Convection on it. Romeo locked hands with him, and could feel the burning sensation, his hands were already beginning to blister. He gritted his teeth as the man pushed his weight into him, making hims slowly go backwards. His hands felt as if there were ready to catch on fire.
He made a quick decision, fight fire with fire. Romeo poured his own heat into his hands, and the sound of flesh sizzling, and leather burnt smells filled his senses. He pressed harder as he was determined to be hotter than this fool. He concentrated on the fire of his core, fanned it to the best of his ability from the pain, he fed on the pain, and the angry filling him, allowing it give him strength. "I'm not dying...today!" He roared as he put all his might into his heat, all his emotion to feed the fire. The mans gloves caught on fire, and Romeo fed the flame with Pyrokenesis, turing the flame blue. The man's armor began to glow as it heated up, sweat trickled down the mans face like a fountain. He continued to press on harder, turning up the heat, the man's skin was melting with the leather, and Romeo was absorbing the heat to make his fire hotter. He turned his flame green, the man screeched in pain, as his armor began to melt into his skin under it.
Romeo kicked him off, and blasted him down with flames from his hand, flames the color of green. He wanted this man to be smelted into his own armor. The man screamed more, the stopped, and fell over dead. Romeo continued to burn the man with his own fire, till nothing was able to made sense of what was man, and what was armor. He sighed, and fell to his butt. His hands hurt, and his body tired. He wiped the sweat from his own brow. "I'm done for the day...no more.." He breathed heavily out. With that Romeo fell backwards for a quick nap.