I glared at Solice, passionate flames dancing in my eyes. {What!?} I yelled to her, in disbelief. {Why am I like this?}
Solice shook her head softly. {Oh, Avi,} she replied with care, {I have no idea. Granted, this... Quilava... taur... thing might not be so bad for you.}
{Not so bad?} I...