C1081 Limit Spiritsnake!(2)

The Spirit Snake writhed in agony as the flames seared its flesh, turning its skin pitch black.

Though the fire wasn't enough to inflict a serious wound, the sensation of being slowly cooked alive was driving the Spirit Snake mad with irritation.

It was acutely aware that its current predicament was the handiwork of the young man in white standing before it.

Escape was on its mind