Spouse of the First Flame

Leonhardt's eyes widened the moment Ifrit's flame plunged into his flesh, a soundless scream forming on his lips. The flames spread through his organs and muscles instantly, and the blazing heat seared his insides.

He didn't even have an opportunity to think that it hurt or register the heat. He couldn't breathe, and his body began to convulse. His heart stopped beating for a moment, only to hammer wildly in his chest as if to make up for lost time.

The blood in his body evaporated, replaced by something new, something hot, something that wasn't supposed to be there. It was like he'd swallowed molten iron.

His eyes rolled back into his head, and he collapsed on the spot, unable to even scream.

"That's it, such a passionate flame, it's so hot and affectionate." Ifrit's cheeks flickered with embers, as the red flames of Leonhardt wrapped around her body, caressing her skin.