A blast of fire cruised through Dawn's finger and surged through her hand and then filled her body. The sensation was nothing short of flowing molten lava in each and every vein of her body. She heard a silent scream of fury mixed with anguish in her head. Who was it? Dawn glanced around but there was no one else.
"Ahhh!" She stumbled back shaking her hand violently with a loud painful cry as if trying to shirk off the pain. She saw spots in front of her eyes. Her mouth fell open and she licked her dried lips. Her finger was dripping with blood. Terrified, she clutched the hem of her torn shirt and experienced another intense sudden hot flush in her body as though she had been branded.
