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"W-watch this one..." Bolt said, tears in his eyes as columns of fire wrapped around his own body. "F-flame Burial!" Bolt said, columns of fire...
Bolt fought off the calm state. He was about to fight himself. "What the hell...alright daemon. I'm going to heal her...and you're gonna punish...
Bolt synced into Flitter's mind, subsequently hearing Brisk. "I'm more intune with you all in this form. Narrowleaf just said the D word. I think...
With a primal yell, he nearly crushed her, but let go just before. "Leave!" He commanded, and they command was obeyed
Bolt's eyes flashed, and a firey hand shot out and grabbed the cloaked Chrysalis out of the air.
"Flitter?!?" Bolt screamed in fear
Bolt's mane fell down when Flitter's eyes closed. It was a surprisingly hard state to keep. He watched closely, but also took in the world around him.
"Yes...but when I do things like that I'm very vulnerable to close-combat attacks." Bolt told her. "So...you got any crazy powers, or are we gonna...
Bolt stood up. "This is what the demon lets me do when under my control." Bolt said. He cloaked himself in a fire shield and sent the arm out,...
Bolt's horn was glowing blue. He sent a telepathic message to Leaf. "You proud of that pun? Because it was lame." He said to Leaf, his horn dimming.
"The power hungry Ignis Daemon inside of me tried to break out. It was repressed." Bolt said. He lifted up the gauntlets to show Flitter the seal...
Bolt's eyes widened and flashed orange. "Uh...uh...um...magica spasm." He sad, his eyes darting from side to side.
Bolt looked at her and smiled, steam pouring out from underneath his gauntlets. His mane was over his eyes. "H-Hey. H-How's it going?" He said softly.
Bolt forced the arm to retract. "I won't let you leave my body! And even if you do, I'll bring you back!!!" He yelled at the demon. He picked his...
"T-the demon sealed in me to give me the unique gift of Pyromancy...it-it's trying to...take control again! You need to run as far away from here...
Bolt pleaded with his own mind. "Why are you doing this?! I destroyed you! You're a part of me now! You were sealed inside of me! I own you!...
Bolt's head began to throb with a severe pain. He collapsed to the floor, making angered yelling-grunt noises like he would during battle....
Bolt's horn was glowing blue, a devilish smile on his face. "Tell me what, Brisk?" He replied with mock-curiosity.
"We just got done dealing with the bad blood from the last time I did that. I'm your brother. And now I AM worried about you."" Bolt replied.
Bolt's mane spiked up in a flash. "What's wrong?" He asked, taking his trademark stance.
