Following the explosion, the priestess' tent was turned to cinder. What's left were the cheap decorations, now burning on the side and melting like rubber. Surprisingly enough, however, everyone except Helga was mostly unscratched, though their clothes had also caught light fires. Left coughing out smoke clouds, they all rushed out of the flames, except for the barbarian and her attacker.
"AGHHH! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it Damn it!" More worried about her burnt tent than her own burning clothes, Kara dropped to her knees with tears welling up in her eyes. "My stuff! I-it all gone!"
Putting themselves out, the others simply watched Kara howling out her misery. But then came a scream that turned their attention back to the towering flames.
