The dungeon city was submerged in panic. The city's great market was engulfed in fire, a fire so big that hundreds of people were trapped in the flames.
"Burn, burn you pieces of shit!" A girl with black hair was conjuring a powerful firestorm that was consuming the center of the market.
A fierce battle was being fought nearby. The Hollow Brotherhood had waited very patiently until the big forces of this city went on an expedition to the dungeon and decided to throw a surprise assault on the city, it was planned and simulated over and over again, but even then, things went better than they had planned, and worse at the same time, since most of the market was engulfed in the flames of the witch.
"Luna! Stop you ass hole!" Darkscale screamed angrily, it was supposed to be a small fire to interrupt some of the major business of the city, but it had escalated way too much, and this was the second fire incident he was involved, of course after the Black Port fiasco and barely being able to survive that he was very cautious around the fire.
"Shut up! Burn you too burn!" Screamed the girl as she laughed like crazy throwing a fireblast towards her companion.
"Damn crazy bitch" He said as he took cover behind a pile of bodies, being level fourth gave him at least enough reaction time to move away.
After coming back from that blasted port, he got lucky enough to take some prisoners with him on the way back to save his skin, but he got punished anyway, and now this bastard mage is destroying everything. She was conjuring pillars of flame and keeping the storm active. He was really thinking about just going all out and killing that bastard Luna, he was getting his sword ready to carry on with his judgment or die trying, when a powerful barrage of spells impacted on the fiery barrier of the girl.
"We meet again girl" Said a man floating in the sky.
"Master!" She said cheerfully.
Valgaris looked at her, for a moment his eyes seated with cold anger but he smiled "I'm not your master anymore, my cute disciple died in the dungeon, or at least when she decided to become a murderer"
"Ooooh don't be like that, you told me that power is everything to a mage... and now I'm more powerful than you!" She said summoning a fiery whip that she used to strike at the tower mage, creating a big explosion that was stopped by an ice shield
"You still have much to learn, sadly you are rotten to the core" He used a water ball spell that was sent against the girl who just dodged easily.
"I always liked you" She said "I'm gonna keep your skin as a souvenir!"
The two mages collided at the center of the marketplace, stalls were sent flying by the spells impacting and canceling between them. Darkscale was busy fending off some adventurers that had joined the fight, each minute passing, more and more came out of their hiding places and rallied to fend off the brotherhood offense, it was getting very dangerous, after all, most of their fighting force was at the dungeon as well.
This day was a tragedy for the citizens of the dungeon city. A day of fire, of a girl who harnessed the power on fire, with a glowing orange ring on her finger laughing as she brought down destruction.