Chapter 89: System's Storm

Kairos watched the dancing flames with fascination.

Though Elio had never truly been his enemy, it was Lucien who had humiliated him. With a barely audible sigh, he turned to his uncle Estin.

"Uncle," he said, his voice barely a whisper above the crackling flames, "I think Elio's family should be yours. For Marcus."

He didn't need to finish the thought. Estin's eyes gleamed with gratitude and thirst for vengeance. "Thank you, nephew," he responded, his voice hoarse with anticipation.

Kairos nodded and turned towards the street, where neighbors were beginning to emerge from their homes, drawn by the chaos and smoke. Without hesitation, he pointed his finger at a woman who was the closest.

His salamander fired, the fiery projectile striking the woman in the chest, eliciting a scream of agony. Kairos knew that with his 9 points of damage, he'd need a second attack to finish the job.