[ The withering glare she sends his way should say plenty on the subject of collateral damage. Namely: YOLO, ain't give a shit.
Besides, these houses are made of stone and iron, right? The flames might leave some soot and smoke damage, but stone doesn't catch like firewood. Nothing to kick up a fuss about. (Sadu is perhaps a little uninformed about modern day construction techniques).
The Khatun turns the brunt of her attention back to her opponent, slamming the butt of her staff down on the withered grass with a muted "THUMP" echoed by a second patch of ground erupting in conflagration fierce enough to force the associate back a step. Then two, then three, as the ground begins to smoke warningly wherever she stands. ]
Be silent! I have little stomach for the mewling of a baras cub lost on a battlefield.
[ If anything, the fires intensify after X'rhun's warning. Something is causing the woman to balk from simply charging in and dousing all of Sadu's flames, and any seasoned Xaela warrior can scent weakness from malms away. ]
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Besides, these houses are made of stone and iron, right? The flames might leave some soot and smoke damage, but stone doesn't catch like firewood. Nothing to kick up a fuss about.
(Sadu is perhaps a little uninformed about modern day construction techniques).
The Khatun turns the brunt of her attention back to her opponent, slamming the butt of her staff down on the withered grass with a muted "THUMP" echoed by a second patch of ground erupting in conflagration fierce enough to force the associate back a step. Then two, then three, as the ground begins to smoke warningly wherever she stands. ]
Be silent! I have little stomach for the mewling of a baras cub lost on a battlefield.
[ If anything, the fires intensify after X'rhun's warning. Something is causing the woman to balk from simply charging in and dousing all of Sadu's flames, and any seasoned Xaela warrior can scent weakness from malms away. ]