Saul’s spell redirected the tornado towards a good potion of the flames, putting them out, but in the process the wind did damage of a different short. The cappuccino machine smashed into the microwave. A chair flew across the room smashing into the vending machine. Bags of crisps, candy bars, and other snack goods flew around the room like detritus in a storm.

And then came more fire.

The flames from Bain’s firestorm charm licked the walls as it circled over the vampire’s head, rushing upwards and out. It was a fire that would not be easily contained. It seemed the loyal Ministry employees had a choice: continue to pursue Goldwasser or keep the fire from spreading.