When the flames swallowed her whole body, Roxanna had already prepared herself for the worst.
She was ready to feel painful burns covering her skin. She had even prepared herself to immediately use her healing ability on the baby inside her womb first before healing herself.
But when the fire touched her skin… nothing happened.
The flames brushed against her hair, her clothes, and her body, yet she felt no pain at all.
"What?" she whispered in confusion.
She quickly looked around at the fire surrounding her from every direction. The heat was still there. She could clearly feel how hot the flames were.
And yet somehow, she was perfectly fine.
Then her eyes slowly lowered toward her waist. There, hanging from her belt, was the feather Cyrus once gave her.
A faint golden light was glowing from it. The glow was weak, almost hard to notice in the middle of the fire, but Roxanna quickly realized that golden light was wrapping around her entire body.
'Roxanna, kill me.'
