First Flare
My fingers twitched. Solid. Real. I planted my stance and thrust both hands forward. A sudden pulse rushed straight through my palms. Snap! A crackling cyan spark flared up, swirling with black embers. It hummed with actual heat. I held the flame steady, watching the bright glow dance across the grey wall behind me. I can move. I can strike. The fire is real, and so am I!(made by my buddy)