Kyle raised his hand.
Flames appeared on the tip of his finger and danced lightly as if showing that it was true to Jake's Father.
On the other hand, Dylan simply stretched his palm and water from his bottle flew to his palm and formed a ball.
It was a strange sight.
Yet, it was also something that they had to accept for the past few days. Their world would no longer be the same as it used to be and that the strange law seemed to have merged into their world.
It was like fantasy now.
"I see." Jake's Father sighed.
"See, I can protect myself, so now…"
"You're coming with us, Jake." Jake's Mother looked at her son. "It's good that you managed to awaken your ability, but do you think that you're the only one? Come with me and meet with your mother's iron fist."
The box beside Jake was flattened and Jake looked at his mother stiffly.
It seemed…
