Spatial Inferno

"Use my flame," said Nero.

"Huh?"

"As the person who I contracted with, you are bound to get the skills of your beast. If you reach a certain level of mental fortitude coupled with enough experience and real strength, you can even make a new technique out of your contracted beast's skills."

Nodding her head in understanding, Theta Mariyah flicked her wrist. On cue, three balls of black fire appeared as soon as Theta Mariyah pictured it in her mind. Floating around her like a protective barrier and a guide at the same time, the illumination given by the black flame made Theta and Nero see what was around them.

"My instinct is right. They are eyeing us as if we are their meal." Dread was laced upon Theta Mariyah's voice.

Rolling its eyes, Nero slapped its wings on Theta's forehead.

Slap!

"Aw! What was that for, Nero?"