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'Oh, you still dare to ask me. I like that. Tell me, little rat, didn't your ancestors warn you from playing with fire? I'm this fire, and as you played with me then prepare to be burned.'

Ibro felt the area he was trapped in began to boil. The temperature around him was escalating at a visible rate.

If this continued, his body would get burned. That didn't worry Ibro at all, as he laughed in mockery making fun of this fiend:

'You know I hate the chatty fiends a lot. Is this your wrath, mighty sleepy fiend?'

Ibro didn't wait to listen for the distasteful voice of this fiend, as he started his move as well.

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

Ibro kept repeating this spell over and over again. Did this fiend think he was only a system-dependent human? This was this fiend mistake. The system was only a higher ranking manager for Ibro's energies.