...Hopefully. [He can't spare much breath for conversation, going quiet as he focuses on carefully lifting his good hand. His brows knit together with concentration as he again calls upon Eferin, sweat gathering on his forehead as he manages to summon forth a sizable fireball. He lets it drift from his hand, watching as it floats slowly through the room.
The flame settles on one of the sacks, taking a long moment to catch fire. It's only once the sack is burning a decent amount that Walter finally lets the fireball dissipate, exhaling raggedly like he had been holding his breath too long.]
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The flame settles on one of the sacks, taking a long moment to catch fire. It's only once the sack is burning a decent amount that Walter finally lets the fireball dissipate, exhaling raggedly like he had been holding his breath too long.]