Damon and Rose looked each other. "It's about time we get serious, don't you think brother?" The air around Rose started to grow hazy. The atmosphere itself sizzled, as a golden flames ignited around both of Rose's arms.
Even from a distance, Damon could feel the severe threat they posed, he knew he would be cooked, if he dared to let those flames touch him. Even though, while he had drawn first blood, he wasn't foolish enough to think he could come out of a fight with Rose unscathed.
'It's about to get intense isn't it?' He straightened as the air in the arena noticeably grew hotter, to the point that a mundane human wouldn't be able to breathe there at all. The stagnant situation however, soon changed.
Two jets of golden flames lit Rose's feet ablaze. Using the flames as a jetpack of sorts, to propel herself, and acting as a speed booster, Rose disappeared from Damon's point of view. Before he could even process her disappearance, she appeared before him.
