"Phil!!"
A piercing howl of a wolf echoed as old Reap suddenly leaped from the ground and pounced toward the culprit responsible for the explosion.
Lancelot looked towards where the Demon had been trapped. The cobwebs were evidently flammable; the blaze from the explosion first ignited them and then blew them apart. If Oasis Fort had been a town mainly built of wood, a terrible fire would have already begun.
The three Demons at the center naturally couldn't have survived the blast. If they had spent the time they were staring dumbfounded at the bomb trying to get free of the web, they might have had a sliver of hope, but now their bodies had been blown into a hundred pieces, evenly scattered over a nine-foot radius, dead beyond any doubt.
