Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160203043235/@comment-25547106-20160220003754

The flames roll off the arcane barrier, the air only faintly smelling of soot and tinder, but the temperature never rising and the flames never encroaching upon those within the barrier. "What you have witnessed is a taste of the old magics; when a sorcerer could summon meteors from the very heavens and rain fire upon entire city-states. This spell lasts for 8 hours, if I do not leave its confines." Armstrong states, drawing another javelin and launching it at the flamethrower. The narrow spear passes seemlessly through the barrier, clogging the fuel tube from within. The ignited liquids stop spraying and instead seep out, onto the floor, burning the machine into inopporability.