There was a deafening ringing in Liaena’s ears and her head was spinning crazily, making it difficult to figure out left from right and up from down initially. A pair of large hands – Rithrynns – grabbed her, pulling her up as she managed to find her feet. 

Sharon appeared to have come through the explosion in a similar condition to herself, with some shrapnel damage and minor burns. Liaena shook her head to clear it of some of the residual ringing. Attention straying from Sharon, and the newly released Lord Graymoon, she looked down the tunnel which now had thick, black smoke filling a section of the corridor from top to bottom, with Night Elves plus Serphia cautiously advancing upon it. 

“You probably shouldn’t do that” Liaena remarked to nobody in particular in the middle of Lord Graymoon and Sharon’s conversation. The girl gave them a blank look, having paid no attention whatsoever to the dialogue taking place between them, before looking back at the smoke to illustrate her point. “It’s probably toxic.[i] I[/i] would make it toxic”

Releasing her grip on Rithrynn to take all of her weight firmly onto her own feet, she disengaged from the group to stride down the corridor to where Serphia, Vashi and the other sentinels were. Giving the wall of billowing smoke a thoughtful look, Liaena chewed over the problem for several seconds before reaching into her bag and coming out with two vials, one of which she poured into the other. 

The effect could be felt instantaneously as steam puffed up to fill the air and the temperature around Liaena fell by twenty degrees in moments. Not wasting any time, the girl crammed the whole thing into a hollow metal ball with a small hole in the side and shoved it at the nearest Night Elf, whose reaction was similar to one would if they had just been handed a lit hand grenade. “Throw that down the tunnel”

[i]WHOOSH[/i]

Turns out, Night Elves could really throw. 

Flying through the smoke right down the tunnel, the ball hit a wall, careened off it, bounced twice and rolled several metres before coming to rest in the middle of the trench of sewage. Vial inside the ball smashing into a thousand pieces, liquid spilled out freezing the sewage solid as it touched it, ice and frost creeping up the sides of the trench to coat the walls and making around a square five metres of tunnel look like it was undergoing a nuclear winter. 

With the sudden and massive drop in temperature in the tunnel, surrounding air rushed in to fill the large area of low pressure that had been formed. Further up the tunnel, Liaena could see the smoke start to recede from where it had been, a breeze rippling past her. Far more of the tunnel could now be seen as smoky tendrils floated away. The wall of smoke was still clearly there and visible, but further down the sewer and slowly moving back as she glanced at Serphia dourly. “There you go”