The fireballs didn't do much but whir past the orc as he ran up again, throwing a hefty punch your way. A golden ring outfitted his finger, and it was sure to leave a mark for a while unless you dodged it right.

Maggy, on the other hand, had arcane bolts shooting out of her hands left and right, colliding with bandits and sending them to the ground. She slowly walked towards your fight when something else caught her attention.

There was a fire that started because of your fireballs. The shelter above you was ignited and, within time, would definitely fall and separate you from Maggy. You could rush to her side, but the way into the stronghold would be separated from you as well, and you came to save her father. This was a pickle.