They only stared blankly at Sparrow, who hovered above them before descending onto the crest of the Earth Wall. His gaze swept over the people hiding on the far side, then shifted to his own group.
A few men stepped forward, flames swirling into existence in their palms. The sight alone made the survivors' eyes widen in shock. Without a word, the fire-wielders peered over the wall, pinpointed their targets, and hurled the fireballs like seasoned baseball pitchers.
The first victim's scream tore through the air as fire consumed him. He rolled frantically on the ground, but the flames refused to die out, burning until all movement ceased, leaving only a charred body curled like a shrimp.
"This… this…" the survivors stammered, pointing shakily at Sparrow's group. They couldn't quite grasp what was happening as they watched Sparrow's team methodically massacre their opponents.
