When it was done, Razer was on his knees, tears dropping from his tear ducts from the pain. Crucix took a step forward. "Stop cowering in pain, and fear. Let the pain course through your body, let it build your anger, let it settle in your core. Let your core heat up, focus on it, and let it turn into fire. Let it rise up in ablaze! Then command it to fire forth boy!" Razer's eyes closed tight. He didnt want to learn this way, his whole body, and mind hurt. The training was too intense, it was too much. But he did as told, his core was in the center of his body, it was absorbing all the emotions he flet, anger, pain, fear, and sadness. It took it all, and burned it as fire wood, and the fire lit up inside. Razer's eyes opened back up, and he could feel the fire edging him to get up, to move and attack. This was the legacy of the Sin family, they were all supposed to be excellent fire users. "Create friction, like a snap, and call the fire too you!" He lifted Razer with the force, and slammed him back into the wall. "DO IT!" he roared in his face. He took his hand, and curled it, and Razer felt his throat tighten. He was being choked. The air was cut from his lungs, and his face started to turn a blue color. He wheezed out. "DO IT!" Crucix roared again. With a last final hope of retaliation, he snapped a finger, hoping fire would come out, he demanded the force to use the fire from his core to produce the fire. With that, a fire ball shot out, and slammed into Crucix's face, causing the man to scream out in pain. He held unto this face, absorbing the fire, and bending over. Smoke rolled off his face, and he lifted back up. His face had been badly scarred from the fire, blistering it, and melting some of the skin into a droop.
