Prince, your hand?

"Adela."

Richard yelled and rushed in that direction when the flame abruptly shot higher.

[Swoosh]

Richard put his palms over his eyes to block the warmth. He found it hard to comprehend that Adela could act in this manner.

Richard could see Adela standing inside the flame as he glanced down. Why was she able to accomplish it? Richard pondered as he placed his palm on his mouth. It couldn't be real, could it? Richard had never seen a fire magician do the same feat, but Adela was standing inside without hesitating. Nothing appeared to be occurring to her. She was really simple there.

Richard held his breath as his eyes became wide. He didn't spend any time standing there and hopped onto the horse as Adela instructed him to. What was Adela doing there, exactly? Richard took hold of the reins and prepared to sprint, as Adela had instructed.

As Richard's eyes remained fixated on the path, his heartbeat sped up. He couldn't see whether Adela was okay from there.

[Ba-dum, Ba-dum]