We look at the storm. My eyes widen as I feel the pain in my chest. Dad grabs my arm. It's as tall as it is powerful. I feel the wind ripping through my hair. I feel it ripping my limbs apart. I bite my lip. This is worse than I thought. This is... a storm of fire.

"Let fire reign! Let the forests burn!" Angnar laughs.

"Well, this is ***." I curse.

"I do not ask you to fight with me." Dad says.

"Yeah well, I'm standing beside my father." I say.

"We have to end this." Dad says.

"Yes, yes! Come meet your doom!" Angnar roars.

He slams his claw next to me. I draw back. I slash it.

"Like an insect trying to booze down a tree." Angnar laughs.

"Okay, this guy is starting to really piss me off." I say.

Dad draws his sword. He charges first. I guess we're going now. Unless this is part of the plan, I doubt this will work. He lights his hands. He slams his sword into the ground. He grabs my hand. I feel the entire earth under us shaking. 

"Hector!" I hear.

Rapunzel and Horace come out of the forest.

"Stay back mortals!" Dad yells.

I look down and realize roots were shooting up. They shoot up. Trees form arms. Vines wrap around and form legs. I realize he's making a giant. Angnar ignites his hand in fire and smoke. He roars. I see the giant forming arms and legs, even horns. Dad takes my hand.

"You might want to hold on." Dad says.

I summon my magic. I move my hand. Vines grip our giant. I guess we're doing this together as father and son. Spirit and Prince. Forest against Fire.