Now you see it, now you don't

**The night is cold, glinting specks of frost adorn the pitch black curtain of evening. A small figure garbed in rich purple robes advances with inhuman pace towards the news billboard, an eerie green glow illuminating the board from within his hood.

"Piss, piss, bullshit, that man-kitty-whore, religious crap . . . . ooooooh, death . . . . Otherwise, rubbish"

The figure's right hand starts to glow a dull orange, before suddenly spurring up into a roaring, flaming fist.

The figure does the appropriate body movements with extreme elegance and grace . . . "Kamehameha!"

A small jet of flame licks at the flammable varnishing on the wooden parts of the news board, causing them to birth miniature flames which spread like wildfire along the surface of the wood. Not ten seconds pass before the entire board is in flames.

The flames cast their colour upon the thrashed cobbling of the ancient paths, causing them to dance and sway in the dark as the flames dance to their own magnificent tune of engulfment and consumption.

"Satisfactory . . . . "

At this point, the figure merely walks off at his own leisurely pace, tossing a scrunched up piece of charred paper behind him upon the pathway as he whistles "What a beautiful world "**





OOC: Feel free to leave comments. *Hint hint*

IC:
**Zaku walks along the road, on his daily patrol, his guard badge glistening as he comes to see the sight of the fire-
"Oh for fucks sake!"

OOC: Great writing there, Crimzon.

IC:
**As he walks by, Jens feels the presence of the magic, contemplating it before striding off to the tavern.

OOC: Very epic indeed.