When he saw Vashi raise her staff to fire, Sharon would raise his hand as well, as if to say "I think you shouldn't do that... "

However, before the High Elf had barely said "I think you shouldn't... ", Vashi had already fired off her magic missiles, and Sharon watched in silent horror as they slowly dazzled down from the sky... and hit the satchel.

The ensuing explosion did, like it did to many of the surrounding buildings, also succeed fantastically in destroying any facade of calmness or tranquility that Sharon may have been sporting. Seeing the magical cloud of colorful smoke rise up into the air, Sharon's jaw were just as deep into the floor as that of the rest of the sentinels in the room.

It took a couple of seconds of pure astonishment before the High Elf's brain finally managed to make sense of things, and he turned to Serphia with a frantic look on his face.

"YOU JUST BLEW UP THE WHOLE STREET!!" Sharon exclaimed, pointing out the window and his eyes wide with disbelief as he said so!
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, WOMAN?! NO, I SHOULD RATHER SAY; WERE YOU EVEN THINKING AT ALL?!"

Sharon called out to Serphia, this time not holding anything back, or even attempting to be diplomatic!

Deep down, his brain knew the poor idea of inspiring the Captain's ire, but after the recent show she had put on, any concern for that had been placed well in the back when it cames to things that currently worried him.

Quickly looking out the window, Sharon was relieved to see that most of the surrounding buildings had only taken surface damage from the looks of it, featuring charred fronts and walls with some broken windows. He couldn't see anyone injured or dead, or at least from his limited view.

"Dear light, how did it ever come to this... " Sharon leaned against the window, moving his hands through his hair and eventually peering out at the carnage from through his fingers.

Fortunately the potion fires from Liaena's satchel had quickly burnt out, and all in all, the damage had looked more impressive than it truly was. That still did not change the fact that at the very least, even if no one had been seriously injured, they had just shell-shocked an entire street, and caused countless of golds worth of material damage!

Sharon cringed as he stared at the scene, halfway expecting some bizarre after-effect of the potions to manifest in some acidic raincloud that would set itself over all of Stormwind, a demonic portal, or a now-turned-giant Malizia rising out of the yellow smoke!

[i]"How could this get any worse?!"[/i]