C580 Fake Fatty

I screamed in pain as I struggled with all my might, wanting to get out of the fire. However, I couldn't move. I sat in the fire and screamed as I watched Fatty casually roast the fire.

His face no longer had a deathly gray color, but slowly turned red. It was as red as oil paint that had been smeared on the stage. Under the reflection of the blue flame, the red was also blue