C98 Soul Fire
Peering into the depths, Lin Yuan felt as if his very soul might be drawn into the abyss.
"What is this?"
He swallowed hard, sensing that the black flames before him were alive, pulsing with a rhythmic life of their own—contracting and expanding in a patterned dance.
"Soul Fire."
The Tenth Rank Silver armored knight before him was clearly in bad shape
