I hurried back to the scene of the fight. Clockblocker’s power lasted anywhere from thirty seconds to ten minutes. Weld had been on the defensive when I’d left, and the Wards were relying on pure chance to determine if they’d make it out of this okay.
That might be a good idea if your name is Matrim Cauthon, but I don’t think he’s on the team.
…I’ve been on a Wheel of Time kick lately.
I could hear the fight before I could make anything out through the smoke. The fires were still burning, but most seemed to have burned through whatever fuel sources they’d found. Beyond what was in the bombs themselves, anyways.
The fires are barely a threat compared to what’s coming down next.
It was probably dangerous to be taking in too much smoke, both for me and for the beetle, but I had to be close.
Which is not to say that the fires aren’t dangerous. Just less dangerous. Much less.