Chapter 61: The Flames Erupt

Chronos stood up from the scrap

That had been dealt on the streets

As he came unscathed from

The confrontation of dealing 

With the other four flame tamers

That could tame the fighting spirit

That had roared within him.

Omodamos stood before him

Ready for another part of

The scraping, ready to become

More of a challenge to Chronos

Who didn't seem to be matched 

On any battlefield to that date in time,

Surpassing every foe,

Yet not without fleeing a little

Until this fight that is,

Where he now stands his ground,

Protecting what he had helped

In build and mold into a community

All of his own.

"So you dare test our strengh?"

Omodamos roared as loudly as did the flames.

"No, I just am cleaning the filth

That is left of the gods off

Of the streets that I helped in pave.

Now, please, I would hate for you

To befall the same fate

As those of your companions,

But please do leave,

Or else face my wrath."

"I guess I choose your wrath."

Omodamos claimed as he charged at

Chronos, the flames growing ever

So higher into the early morning sky

As all flashed,

And all went blinding white.