The searing Fireball struck the dense wall of Thorns, immediately exploding into numerous leaping snakes of fire, which ignited all flammable material nearby—this included the thorny plants and the struggling cannon fodder on them, not yet fully dead. The burning Thorn Wall turned into a gruesome barbecue rack for the Demons, and a nauseating burnt scent drifted into the defenders' nostrils with the wind.
Without any surprises, the ignited vines would burn out within a minute, but Lancelot guessed that the Spellcasters who had created these vines must have had a countermeasure in place.
Sure enough, he immediately sensed a massive fluctuation of magic. What lit up this time was a pale blue Magic Aura, corresponding to the Transformation System of magic. The originally vibrant green vines rapidly turned gray, and their weight seemed to have changed, no longer tumbling under the impact of the Demon fodder.
