Crisis City was typically hot as usual. Mephiles was torturing innocent souls as usual, E-123 Omega was blasting away at the Iblis creatures, Iblis itself was throwing molten rocks everywhere, and Silver... was actually watching the fire rise.

"Does this make you feel better?" Asked Blaze The Cat, making her only appearance in the story since no one actually likes her. "Does this make you feel in control?"

"...No." Silver answered as he rubbed his right arm, shaking his head. "But it does make me feel better... I just can't explain it..."

Blaze was going to comment, but Omega accidentally blasted her, mistaking her for a Iblis creature. Blaze died.

"What?" Omega answered a somewhat annoyed Silver who glared at the walking arsenal. "Sometimes I can't see the proper color."
Silver just sighed in disappointment as he shook his head.