Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Crush and Burn

It was even more of a massacre than the previous fight.

 

A fireball detonating in the middle of the group immediately put the already confused bandits into disarray as both their clothes and their bodies caught ablaze. Two spared from the initial blast attempted to flee while their comrades threw themselves to the ground, trying to put out fires. Neither helped.

 

Both attempts were equally futile when facing pyrokinetic monsters capable of leaping over distances. Smaller monsters charging in the wake of the explosion made short work of any opposition.

 

The air was filled with the stench of burned flesh, pained screams and giggling of sadistic monsters. I was once more entirely paralyzed and just sat there, my response was more dulled by the shock than before. I just couldn’t do anything, couldn’t make myself do anything.

 

The monsters once again laughed at the destruction they caused and I silently mourned this tragic course of the event that I didn’t dare to even prevent for the reason I couldn’t admit to myself. I didn’t wish those men to die, but I didn’t do anything - then another of those overlay windows decided to taunt me about it.

 

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