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**BOOOMMM!!!!
The rooftop erupted in a blaze of purple flames, which quickly spread and latched onto all the attackers.
Miranda, nocked several purple flame arrows on her bow and released them instantaneously, sending them streaking through the air like burning comets, with each one finding its mark.
The assailants attempted to dodge, twisting and diving behind cover, but Miranda's control over her flames was absolute.
She remotely detonated the arrows, causing explosions of fire to engulf those who thought they had escaped. Others found that the arrows, seemingly missing, curved mid-air and homed in on their targets with unerring accuracy.
Some tried to roll away, some tried fighting back with projectiles of their own, some tried using defensive skills and shields—all didn't matter as her arrows pursued them relentlessly, curved around their projectiles and broke through defences, obliterating them in bursts of purple flames.
Today, I became an Uncle.
Bonus for y’all.