"But you..." Alaric said, his brow tightening.
"My chaotic force can devour any kind of power, including heavenfire," Jared said. "The Pyre Chasm isn't as dangerous to me as you think."
What he didn't say was that the primal fire-essence inside him was also yearning for that heavenfire. That power of flame had been building since the Ethereal Realm. It had slept all this time in the deepest part of his bloodline.
He could feel it. The moment the aura of the Pyre Chasm entered his senses, the primal fire-essence inside him started to tremble. It trembled with anticipation. It trembled with hunger.
Alaric held Jared's gaze and said nothing for a long while. "Mr. Chance, are you certain?"
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