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As Saph leaves the building with bundles of explosive pots, Azul and Mera coordinate their artillery fire into a house north west of them. Those ones need to be distracted, as they are facing the house the two are in, having line of sight on Saph.
Azul stays in the second floor while Mera hides on the first floor.
Fireballs of Black Flame are weighty. Powerful, but they move slowly in the air. Artillery are even larger versions that have explosive cores, resembling grenades instead of burning indiscriminately like a normal fire.
Normally, such a projectile would become easy targets for faster moving (improvised) projectiles.
Azul is the one to launch the first strike.
Through the holes in the ceiling, he hurls six Black Flame fireballs at the house.
By adjusting his sleeves’ stretchiness, his projectiles are thrown from a slightly different angles.
Their destination are different parts of that house, but starting a fire was never his goal.
As he fires off volleys of small fireballs, they are intercepted by imperceptibly fast objects that displace their trajectory. Eventually, a gigantic ball of Black Flame is tossed towards the house.
Swarms of those barely visible objects rip apart Mera’s artillery, causing a near deafening sound and sending vibrations across the roads.
Immediately he ducks down.
As soon as he goes prone, holes are punched through the house. Gusts of wind graze his robe as the troops’ projectiles crack open both floors of the house.
Standing up is not an option.
We definitely got their attention.
Azul continues lying down but stretches his sleeve down the stairs. His hand summons more fireballs and flings them through the window downstairs.
After each volley, his sleeve stretches further and throws more projectiles from a different window.
(Cont.)
