Everyone watched her as Eleyn swung her sword vertically. Percival dodged back, but she was not trying to hit him with that swing, but something else. There was silence for a fraction of a second before a slash of flames cut Percival in half, burning the two sides.
The whole barrier surrounding the inside of the house was destroyed, and the flames had reached the nearby lake, splitting it in two. Screams ensued from the town as the line of fire that was sent forward erupted and exploded, burning anything and everything that was close to it.
Lucifer could not care less about who lived and died, but this would invite trouble. The police force from even a town as remote as Tross would be quite formidable. He wanted to chide the lady, but he held himself back. Partly because he could not talk, and partly because he had good survival instincts.
