His left hand roughly tore the cloth that encased his right one.Grinning,Jiyong kicked a tank of oil,watching as it flowed directly towards the armed men.With one flick of his red hair,his hands lighted up with fire.Luminous flame snaking around his arms,Jiyong started to sweat,trying to gain control of his abilities.Running around widely,the men tried to shield themselves from the growing red flame. The intensity of the heat grew as did Jiyong's inward worries.His ability was difficult to control.

If he lost himself in the pleasure of harming these men,there was nothing he could do to but live in guilt forever.Conflicted,Jiyong ran a hand through his fiery hair before eyeing the people who were about to shoot him.

Smirking,Jiyong quickly ran away from the scene seconds before the oil tank burst into flames.Like they always say,"Don't play with fire.."

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