Sol stood rooted to the spot and watched the black smoke rising into the air with a dark expression on his face. With the black smoke leaving residue on his face, this statement became both figurative and literal for Sol.
"Damn it."
Sol said annoyed as he wiped off his face. However, he quickly calmed himself down and went to clean out the black sludge from the cauldron.
Abdu who was cleaning himself after that ordeal with intense flames, glanced at Sol before asking.
"What happened."
Slightly frustrated with himself, Sol said.
