With a small prayer, Dewin cast the spell. The remaining dwarves were so close now they had no time to dodge the fireball. They went down like a pack of a seer's tarot cards. 

'See what happens when you mess with me,' Dewin shouted in glee. He did a little jig before deciding it was time to leave.

Continue on with the journey.

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