( … Between the Rifts)
"You hit harder when you are scared," Karl said. "Makes it even more…beautiful."
Autumn's rage fuelled but she smirked, shaking her head. " Unbelievable!"
He smiled…not a smirk this time…and it hung in the charged air.
Perhaps a deliberate provocation or something else.
Autumn's fire gushed… it didn't just burn…it screamed.
A helix of incandescent blue energy erupted from her, scouring the earth between them into glass.
"Scared, huh?" she echoed, her voice a low, venomous whistle. "The only thing I am scared of is holding back enough to let you walk away."
She didn't wait for a retort.
Her body became a projectile of pure wrath. She closed the distance, not with a blur, but with a series of violent, teleporting flickers…here, then there, a phantom of blue light…a mother's rage.
Each apparition left an after image that lashed out with a fist or a whip of searing flame.
Karl moved…with him a shadow flowed around the light.
