Silver zoned out as Mephone angered him; he felt his inner flame taking control of his body, gold streaks in his hair and his clothes and jewelry becoming a gold color. His inner flame took full control of him, and instead of hurting Mephone, he punched the ground harshly, leaving a cracked trace where he had punched it. He stood straight, giving an unnerved smile and a small chuckle. “Well, we better get started.” He calmly started walked away; Silver wasn’t himself anymore.