At the same time, in another part of the city:
POV The Ambassador:
The old man jumped out of bed as he woke to a sudden earth-shattering bang. He looked around in confusion, his mind still numb. A bright blue light entered through the window of his room.
'Is it a fire?'
"Your grace! Please, you need to hide!" The doors into his room split open, his guards in the arab-styled lamellar and chainmail armor barging in with their purple capes moving behind them. Their full-mask helmets perfectly hid their faces, but out of their rushed and loud voices, it was apparent that they were distressed.
"Is it another attack?" he wasn't stupid, so he immediately realized what had happened.
Another loud explosion shook the building, and a bright blue light flashed behind the window. Then the window shattered, the sharp shrapnel of glass pelting the whole room with flames entering through it, licking the walls.
The air turned hot, the pieces of glass refracting the fire burning outside.
