Kristy didn't realize how she was affecting Eros. He held his posture with no anger or animosity in his expression. Although he felt he could burst. Leave it up to him to grab a smart ass who didn't know how to keep her trap shut. Without thinking, flames engulfed Eros and he flashed across the room, standing directly in front of Kristy. He conjured a fireball in the palm of his hand and threw it across the room with so much power; it crumbled part of the wall where it hit. Kristy's face paled as she took in the black singe marks left on the wall from the fantasy she believed only existed in a story.