Alwen
As the colorful flame hit the earthly ground on the field garden, all of the fallen rogues began to make some noises. Their noises were screams of agony from being burned alive while they looked for some way to get out of the field but I didn't let them. I might be engulfed with flame as well but it wasn't bothering me at all. Instead, it was helping me to deal with these unwanted guests in my land.
"Trying to get isn't yours, to begin with, must pay the price." I growled in such irritation over these fallen rogues that seriously could make my mood really sour.