{TIMES UP, KILLING ALL THREE NOW!} Cynrik gave an unnecessary warning as he brought his hands together and formed a basketball-sized condensed sphere of [BlackFire]. Raising his arms above his head with the glowing black orb and taking aim at all three RaptorBasilisks, Cynrik smiled and noticed none of them were aware of his presence, even after channeling so much Mana.
However, he nearly lost control of his attack half a second later, causing small bulbous contusions to appear all around the formerly smooth and round construct as Tobs' monotone and sarcastic voice entered his head.
-"Stop being stupid, you ignoramus; if you are going to fire off something that will generate a large explosion, GET THE HELL AWAY FIRST!" end message.-
'Hic, FUCKING HELL TOBS, A LITTLE WARNING NEXT TIME!' Cynrik screamed internally as he smoothed out the bulging edges of the [BlackFire] sphere.