As they ducked and weaved their way around the flaming crossbolts flying towards them, the flames that danced upon the bolts seemed familiar to Flicker, yet they could not understand why.

As Flicker reached Paxton, they would see that the highwayman was very badly burned, one of his legs was bent in a way that suggested it was broken, and the three crossbolts that had struck him in various places would make any sort of movement near impossible. Now that the crossbolts were stationary and not on fire, Flicker would also see that the bolts were strangely enough made out of stone rather than the usual wood and metal. "Tower... Is burning..." Paxton replied weakly once Flicker was done talking. "Going inside... Bad idea..."