Lyrique cannot tell from whence the fireball came. A successful spellcheck might indicate whether it was indeed a fireball or not.
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Palasant turns to Mortimer and Lyrique. "Certainly if you two wish to go investigate, you may. This is a free empire. And we're not truly under martial law here. Plus my guards and scouts should recognize you so you'll be safe from them," he says with a rueful smile.
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Charlotte and Keith sprint up the half-mile hill toward campus. A number of people are doing the same, but at nowhere near the same pace. They all seem a lot more cautious than the two students.
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Sildarin flies upward, keeping fairly low so he doesn't stand out against the moonlit skyline. As he is the closest among the group, he is also the first to arrive. The site of the impact is obvious, where a huge chunk of stone has been badly charred. A few saplings, that were clinging to the side of the steep mountain are burnt, but it looks as if they were destroyed by a blast rather than by fire.