His tail flame burned hot and high, making an audible crackling. It was an expression of an anger divided between his own weakness and Maltheus’ evil.
Harun directed that fire at the door, but it was immediately turned back. The door wards apparently included flame. The windows did as well, and when he tried the walls, anger began to seep away, replaced with despair. They too were warded. He tried his claws against the walls, but they just skittered across the stained whitewash as if it were glass. Perhaps the wards were specifically against him, which would mean he could do nothing to even touch the warded surfaces.
A test on the nightstand proved that his flame still burned, he easily left a charred circle there, but he couldn’t use it to burn his way out of the room. His tail’s fire b
