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Liam Pyne
After he’d said it Liam turned to the brewing storm in the Spirit world. Closing his eyes Liam drained away all of his emotions. Arty had already fled but there were other things he could do. Annmarie was already recovering even as the ringing in Liam’s ears was beginning to subside. The little firebug made eye contact with Liam even as he reached out with fingers of blue green energy surrounding them and gripped her tiny little form and subsumed her. The class three spirit wasn’t a problem to get ahold of but he was really after her powers in the spirit world.
Annmarie was a pyrokinetic spirit which meant that he could make use of the powers while he had consumed her . It wasn’t helpful in the mortal realm but occasionally spirits had powers that were confined to use in the spirit realm which made them occasionally quite valuable. With an expenditure of will Liam conjured a blue green spirit fire in a ring around him and fed it with his emotions until it was a roaring bonfire. The class one spirits fled in a howl of fury as he used the crackling wall of spirit fire to force them from the gym. Waiting until the others had made their way of the gym Liam turned on Nathan who was holding his ground with a handful of class two spirits.
“Last chance to run Nathan.”
The drowned boy bared its teeth at Liam as he walked forward pulling the fire into a cloak around him.
You are a monster and liar. You don’t help spirits you abuse them. Annmarie, me and Arty we’re just your puppets you asshole.
The words cut like knives as Liam had given up so much just to help the spirits around. At the words Liam lost his composure and the fire suddenly roared and Liam’s eyes widened as it manifested in the gym physically. It didn’t do anything to the gym but the inferno surged forward at the target of his anger, biting and snapping the flames ate the class two spirits whole.
Staring in horror at the flames around him Liam watched as the class two spirits were ripped apart by a fire that was no longer under his control. Nathan’s face showed fear as the fire turned on him with a howl of hatred and a malignance. Nathan turned to flee but the the fire grabbed at his ankle and pulled him towards the inferno in front of Liam. The scream that escaped the drowned boys lips was what finally galvanized Liam to hurl Annmarie from his body and with that the flames died in a howl and Liam was left listening to the haunting echos of a laugh he hadn’t heard in years.
Tears dripped down his face as he sprinted out of the gym. Fear and exhaustion caused him to put his head down and run. He had no idea where he was going but the laughter chased him as he ran. Out the front of the academy and headed for the gates. It was back and he had no idea how it had managed to find him. This was bad. It meant that everyone was in danger.