General Toms shook as he took in the sudden change to his surroundings. Never had he imagined such a sight would happen in Zurden, a sight that he would only wish on his greatest enemies.
The general took out his contact crystal and whispered, "Trank, make sure your men hold their positions. Don't let this affect the plan unless it's absolutely necessary."
"Sure thing, Toms."
Focusing fully on the new challenge before them, Toms continued to speak using the crystal, "Dirk, what have you learned?"
"General, it's the same flame…" Assistant Dirk was at a loss for words, struggling to say much else.
"Any ideas on how to stop it?"
"I… I've no clue," replied Dirk. "Back at camp, none of us were able to stop the flames. The only solution we had was to break down the unaffected tents and keep them away from the flames so it wouldn't spread. After that, the white flame eventually dwindled and died without any more fuel."