The Arsonist was incinerated on impact. As always, the explosion took the suicide bomber first.
The breaking blast of the grenade took him apart, harsh fire rushing across his skin. In milliseconds the poor sod was blackened with crawling atomos. The explosion finished off whatever life remained inside of him. Limbs, skewered and scalded like steak, cauterized of blood, was sent flying into the rising dust.
"My King!" Cora hugged Rafel just as the surge of nuclear flames hit them both.
Rafel embraced her too, rocking as the immediate blast burned their clothes into patches. With the last of his power before the ground caved in under him, he dispensed [Ghosthand Shield] over the circle of those cut from them and the suicide bomber. Dark wings inflamed from behind his back, enveloping Cora into his larger body.
Thracckkk!
