Jared did not dodge, nor did he conjure the faintest shimmer of celestial light shield. He simply stood there, calm as a mountain amid thunder.
"Is he insane?!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, voice coated with pure disbelief.
A towering crimson fist, nothing but condensed flame and fury, plunged toward him, ready to land.
Jared lifted his right hand, spread his fingers, then closed them with almost lazy grace around the incoming mirage.
Pop!
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