[color=8493ca][b]"Do what you like, as long as it involves killing the green bastards."[/b][/color]

[b][color=#FF9900]"Free reign to do what I want?"[/color][/b] Acrius said, [b][color=#FF9900]"Works for me."[/color][/b]

Acrius eyes were directed to Rudolph's commands of focusing the goblin sappers. Were goblins always this smart? Using catapults and now bombs to breach their defenses? He eyed the goblin with bags through the battlements. For once he'd use his head more tactically. Though his impulsive nature would say otherwise; he actually does have a good head for tactics and strategy in his head. An idea popped into his head. 

Shuffling through the walls he found a pot of oil. Acrius would then rip apart his already torn cloak to make pseudo-wrappings. Next he would blanket his arrows with the wrappings, letting the pointed end poke through; finally he dipped it into the pot of oil. The boy would make a few more of the same arrows.

Acrius produced a small flame on his finger, lighting the oil-doused arrow on fire. Acrius now jumped from cover and drew his bow. With a deep breath, he aimed for the bags that the goblin bombers had. The oranged-eyed boy would make a bet that the bags were flammable. His arrow released, flying sharply through the air. The wind, fortunately, did not swallow the flame. It found it's mark and pierced through the bag.

Acrius did not check to see if it would work. He quickly lit another arrow on fire and scanned the battlefield for another goblin sapper. He found one, aimed and the arrow found its mark. Hopefully the fire would spread onto the bag and light the bombs, killing the sapper and nearby goblins.

His next few shots would miss; sometimes it would be blocked by a shield and other times the wind would be too strong and engulf the flame. After running out of his special arrows he would return to using normal arrows as he continuously let a volley of arrows loose.