A Phoenix's Fury

So, you think to disparage the art of Pyromancy?

I think that you have based your opinion of Pyromancers upon the tiniest sparks that flicker and fade. So many wish they had the energy to start a blaze, and so many have tried and failed.

I think you must be blatantly ignoring the raging infernos that those weak sparks can sometimes grow into. I speak of the destroyers, the scorchers, and all those who burn.

I think that you have never encountered a fully realized Pyromancer. The sort that can boil the seas. The ones who can burn fear out of existence. The people that can melt down concepts.

I think that you can only fathom the Pyromancer who commits arson for fun. The sort who endanger their allies with wanton fireballs. The ones who only use fire as a weapon.

I am a Pyromancer who has burned through the fabric of reality. I am the sort that heals deadly wounds with flames. I am one who can walk through the strongest blaze and emerge unburnt.

I am a Wizard who has earned the title of Phoenix, and I will not tolerate one who thinks to look down on the practice of Pyromancy.