"We break through a wall," the leader pointed toward the left side of the tunnel with a decisive cocky gesture. "We go straight in the direction we think Patinder went. Without following these damn turns that waste our time."
"Or," suggested another member with enthusiasm for the destructive option, "we burn it... Fire. Webs are flammable, right? We open a path by burning through obstacles."
The tutor began opening his mouth to object, however the watcher was staring at him with intensity that reminded him of his limited role, and the group had already decided their course.
So they just started to take some steps back…
The fire element boy approached the wall, his hands igniting with uncontrolled flames that danced with eager hunger.
"Let's do this quick," he said, pressing the flames against silk that seemed so fragile, so easily consumed.
For a moment, it seemed to work exactly as planned.
