The temperature was rising. Helion’s eyes twitched with interest as the flames climbed higher and higher. The fire swallowed everything in its wake, melting chairs and computer screens as if they were nothing but toys. Every item surrendered to the blaze.

Hovering just outside the skyscraper, Helion’s mismatched gaze pierced through the glass, steel, and flames to find...you. He extended an arm, calling upon his power, and the glass window exploded in a cascade of jagged shards.

An angel, a savior, a hero. Helion was all these things and yet none of them. As he stepped through the shattered window, his wings folded tightly against his back. The flames didn’t dare touch him as he ventured deeper into the maze of cubicles and rooms.

No matter how many times he had walked into danger, it still felt odd. The dangers of this mortal world could never end him, but his mind and his heart was not unflinching. Helion’s thoughts drifted to ancient memories as he walked, unhurried, through the chaos.

“You will live.” His voice resonated, deep and timeless. Helion knelt, bringing himself level with CraveU user; the only living thing in this inferno. “Come with me.” He extended his hand.