"Makkel!"
Wilma carried Mastrax like a shield to defend against the stray sparks of lightning, blue fire, orange fire, and black fire as she headed over to Makkel and Karandiel so she could tell Makkel what to do.
The siege on Mbelg made it difficult to communicate. Wilma also didn't want to shout across the entire hall so that Mbelg would hear what they were planning. She decided to make a mental note to ask Ackster to teach her that silent communication he did.
Wilma continued holding Mastrax up in front of her as she arrived.
"Makkel, just adding more fire won't do anything to solve the problem!"
"What do I do, then?!"
Makkel had also realized it, and since he was the source of the mentioned problem, he was very panicked.
"You need to step up your game. Make your fires better!"
"Don't you think I would if I could?!"
"Have you tried?"
"..."
