...before plopping into the monster, just as same as the beast. Brandon couldn't help a gasp of horror as he saw the doll swallowed up by the beast. He needed that doll, and now it was absorbed by a cold jelly monster thing!
"Well then, I just need to get it back," he told himself, a strange confidence rising within him. He strode towards the monster, unaware of the mole that had developed below his lip, ready to... he wasn't sure what. Physical attacks didn't work on it, but what else could he do.
The fiend turned its attention back to Brandon, and he just barely dodged the freezing attack again. This time, however, Brandon's response was anger. Any fears he had from this monster disappeared, replaced by a feeling he had never felt before. Harnessing this new sensation, Brandon felt a peculiar heat eminating from his body, until the air above his palm burst into flames.
The combustion startled Brandon for a moment, but the flame wasn't harming him, merely floating there, flickering. Using his new powers again, Brandon willed the flame flame forward, launching it at the fiend. The small part of his mind not caught up in the rush of battle quietly hoped that this new attack would work against the monster.
