End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122 The Detonation Ability

Jessica could tell something was off, too: “Robin, what is re

Henry thought back carefully. “I didn’t even do anything weird that time. I pres heated microwave, and the second I took it out, the microwave blew up.

He shot Robin a wary look. “You’re not going to make me pay for the microwave, are you?”

Robin gave him a flat stare and let out a cold laugh. “You owe me a lot more fean a mic

Henry clamped his mouth shut, looking deeply aggrieved.

Robin walked over to the gas stove and turned it on.

A soft click, and a neat blue flame danced to life–calm, steady, perfectly normal.

Jessica and Henry both watched her, puzzled.

Robin beckoned. “Come here.”

“What for? Are you running experiments on me now?”

Henry shuffled over reluctantly.

Robin pointed at the flame. “Put your hand above it.”

“What kind of weird request is that…”

Henry grumbled under his breath, but he did as he was told.

What happened next was instantaneous.

The moment Henry’s hand hovered over the flame, the quiet blue fire detonated–erupting into a roaring pillar of fire as though something had poured gasoline on it.

If Robin hadn’t yanked him backward with lightning reflexes, it wouldn’t have been just hair getting singed today.

The smoke detector shrieked again. The ceiling sprinklers activated for the second time, drenching all three of them from head to toe.

“What the–how did that happen?”

Henry rubbed water from his face. He was starting to realize this wasn’t normal.

Before today, he’d genuinely believed he was just cursed when it came to kitchens–that every time he walked in, something was fated to go wrong.

But Robin’s little demonstration had just blown that theory apart. This was something else entirely

Jessica watched the two of them, concern written all over her face.

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Chapter 122 The Betonation Ability

Robin grabbed Henry by the arm and pulled him catside, calling over her shoulder, Jessica -go change first”

Jessica didn’t even get a word in before the two of them were gone

“What are you doing? Where are we going?”

une soaked

Henry couldn’t break free of her grip. He’d long since accepted that against Robin, physical resistance was futile—but that didn’t make the helplessness any less maddening.

Robin dragged him straight into the courtyard. On her way out, she’d stagged a lighter from the coffee table.

Click.

A small flame appeared. Robin’s expression was dead serious. “Put your hand over it.”

Beneath the seriousness, her eyes were glittering–with something that looked suspiciously like excitement.

“What is wrong with you today…”

Henry pushed down the strange feeling rising in his gut and brought his hand close.

Boom! The lighter exploded in Robin’s hand.

“That’s…”

Henry stared at the smoking remains on

“I…”

the

ground, eyes wide as saucers.

He hadn’t done anything. He hadn’t touched it. He hadn’t even tried.

What the hell was happening?

A delayed realization hit him: thank God he didn’t smoke. At this rate, he’d eventually plow himself up with a cigarette.

“Well, well. Look at you.”

Robin clapped him on the shoulder, her grin breaking through despite her best efforts.

Henry stared down at his own hands, lost. “Why don’t I understand what’s happening? You’re being crypc -can you just explain?”

The problem was coming from his body, but he couldn’t make sense of any of it. The frustration was excruciating.

“It’s your ability.”

Robin was beaming.

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Chapter 122

Monaten Ability

“My ability?”

Henry wasn’t sure he’d heard correctly.

Since when did he have an ability?

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