With how much death magic was around us, I thought of the only thing that seemed to work during these dire times. I pulled out my sword slowly. Envisioning the pummel, the sword erupted into flames, causing the cultists to step back. Gripping the hilt, I stabbed the sword into the center of the circle. The power of the Phoenix Heart pumped into the teleportation circle, illuminating the arithmancy with power and giving it a fiery appearance compared to the normal. The edge of the circle started to spark into fire and fire started to swirl around us in a tornado. 