Boooom!
The collision between the descending fireball and the roaring hurricane detonated with enough force to shake the surrounding forest. Flames and compressed wind exploded outward in every direction, uprooting shrubs and hurling burning branches through the air. A violent shockwave rolled across the battlefield, forcing retreating kobolds to stumble before instinctively turning around.
Every eye landed on the same scene.
Grash had stopped and several meters away, Ka'z stood with both feet firmly planted upon the blood soaked earth. Fierce amber flames still danced around his outstretched hand while heat rippled through the air surrounding his small body.
For the first time since arriving Grash's advance had been halted.
Swoosh!
The Goblin Chieftain slowly lowered his battle axe and glanced toward its blade. Tiny arcs of lightning still crawled across the engraved runes, yet the weapon vibrated faintly inside his grip.
His expression remained calm but his thoughts did not.
