With every stride of his legs he came closer to his target and his target would be getting weaker, he didn't see how deep the wound had been but the arrow had gone in and if she hadn't taken it out by now it would probably take a long time for the wound to heal. As he saw the moonlight shine out from the entrance he also saw the shine of a bright red moving fire, the heat of it had shocked him as if it had come out of an oven and was rapidly cooling down so he quickly side-stepped away from entranceway of the tower then dropped down and rolled out of the direct route of the masses of fireballs. He hurt his left shoulder as he rolled down the stairs but at least he didn't get directly singed by the crazy fireballs.
He then put his arm out to stop the rolling and found that his side felt a little hot but when he looked at it, it was just fine. His silk shirt had protected him from what would have been a burn. The fireball kept moving in the one direction and Blue then backed down a few steps seeing when it would stop moving or turn, he thought that it was funny how it only moved in the one direction and how small the actual fires were. The objects on fire were deduced to be small pieces of wood with even smaller hot coals in the clusters.
Blue knew that his target was now thinking with not a clear mind but a mind fuelled not by reason and calm thought but by the panicked and angry mind at a total stranger trying to kill you without you knowing anything. Anybody and almost everybody would feel like this if they were assaulted randomly and without reason. Some political figureheads were used to the fact and some others knew that it was perfectly possible but not many would acknowledge the fact.
Blue got to his feet and backed down the stairs as he observed the clusters of solid material floating over the steps.
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