Of the small volley of crossbow bolts fired at Torrens and Balothiss, only one had either the skill or the luck to actually hit Torrens in the leg. The bolt, of course, did not penetrate Torrens' surface, but instead bent about 45 degrees, the blow liberating a shot of bright fire and momentarily unbalancing him. Before he could return fire, though, the men had retreated further inside, and lacking a clear shot Torrens refrained from attacking. In his view of the situation, the inhabitants of the manor would only be able to put up a paltry resistance, and the manor almost certainly contained valuables which would be destroyed if he were to enter the house and burn it down with his presence.

"I think you can take them from here," Torrens said to Balothiss, "If I go in there I'll just burn all the loot. So if you have no problems, I'll find somewhere else to help."

As he turned to leave, his eyes were drawn to a large burning object falling from the sky. A flaming meteor, crashing from the sky into some point in the middle of the town. An earth-shuddering shockwave and a spectacular fireball followed. Torrens was left awestruck, unable to do anything but gape for a few moments. When he did eventually regain composure, he exclaimed, "Where in hell did [i]that[/i] come from?!"

If Balothiss had made no objection, Torrens dashed off to the impact site, to inspect the damage and maybe pick off any survivors and feed off the burning wreckage.