Barto slowly regained his senses. His head was pounding and he felt sore all over.
If it wasn't for the comfortable padding of his armor he'd probably not feel at all.
He staggered from the rubble and tried to find his bearings.
The streets around him had descended into utter pandemonium.

Barto stroked his magnificent beard in a contemplative manner, and decided that the group lead by the spider demon was most likely to have started it, and thus deserved punishment first.
In the calmest of fashions he walked up from behind the spider demon, who seemed occupied assaulting a young hoodlum, which is illegal.
With an iron grip Barto grabbed the spider demon by the hind legs and as the massive vermin monster struggled to get free he started to state his authority.
"In the name of the Overseer Council you ha-"
He was interrupted by a blinding flash of holy light, when the light died down Barto was holding a smoldering carapace and watched as the riders plummeted to the ground.
Immediately Barto marched forward, throwing the pile of chitin and smoking goop aside and ignoring the other sorcerers.
He marched straight toward Mira. His looming figure threw a shadow over her as he pointed at her.
"Who cast that! Was it you young lady?!"