The massive fireball, as if endowed with life, did not extinguish immediately; instead, it rolled deeper into the camp, igniting everything in its path—tents, provisions, whatever it encountered burned to ashes.
The few elite warriors in the Allied Forces who had hoped to intercept the fireball were promptly targeted by Hudson's sniping.
Before embarking on the campaign, he had made a special trip to the Arcane Academy to commission those old fogeys to craft a Magic Bow for him.
The power was formidable, the only problem being that it was too resource-intensive, consuming a Seventh-order Wood-elemental Magic Core with each usage, and lower orders were no substitute.
Wood-element Magical Beasts were rare, let alone Seventh-order ones. In anyone else's hands, this would be regarded as a useless magic device.
