Ronan clutched his magic wand as he stepped out of the hut, only to find the sky outside ablaze with fire.
The sky over Hoddam Academy and Dwarf Market was burning red, the fire so fierce that it illuminated half the night sky, and the center's mist seemed to disperse slightly, revealing figures darting urgently in the firelight.
Located on the outskirts of the town, Water Drop Street was where Ronan stood, unable to see precisely what was happening at the site of the fire, but he could feel the chaos spreading.
Many people were running out of their houses, faces filled with panic and fear.
Old Wells hurried over, shrouded in the night.
"What's happening?"
Ronan shook his head, about to say he wasn't clear himself.
Just then, another, more intense boom sounded as if from afar.
"Boom!"
Ronan turned sharply to look, seeing at the town's center that several huge fireballs were born and instantly transformed into vast rings of fire upon collision with something.