My roar was a gavel's strike to the heart's of all who heard it, as it blazed in their ears with same cacophonous, death heralding screech of an erupting mountain; yet then all was gone. Rage and fury like none of them had ever seen vanished like an illusion of fire, a trick of a passing wisp of smoke, only to be then replaced with a bitter coat of harrowing cold.
"Move aside." I demanded with such emotionless calmness, it crammed uninvited chills up the spines of hardened, veteran warriors.
"Alas, I'm afraid I can't do that lord of the Eclipse Empire." Argus calmly replied, though his lips were no longer smiling.
"Do you have a death wish old man?!" The fire returned with an exploding vengeance, brushing aside the arctic frost under a wave of a roiling inferno.
