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[b]Event:[/b] Tall trees and long shadows
[b]Location:[/b]  Loriindton[/center]
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Perhaps one could only wonder just how far Loriindton's signals went these unfortunate hours. The sheer sight of a burning, smoking, vast patch of a giant forest might already have overtaken the news about Merit's sudden death on its travel out into the world. Or were these really unfortunate hours actually ? Everything went according to plan from a strictly logical point of view, but the environment the Eskandr were creating right now, filled with the screams of many of Loriindton's inhabitants, felt more than just a little discomforting still.

Otios' thoughts were filled with different things than remorse, but he himself did not really know at this ploint whether this was simply due to his convincement not having changed a bit or just because there were too many other concerns competing for his attention. The rapidly increasing amount of burning wood not only consumed a lot of oxygen, but more importantly it created a violent updraft that in turn sucked in fresh air from all around. A firestorm was about to develop and if things came to worse, it could become powerful enough to pull people into its very center.

There were still trees standing that were not, or at least not fully, engulfed in flames yet. Whatever piece of housing or hovel was mounted on those could be used as a starting point to launch attacks from above. The same held true for those hanging bridges that were still left in place, but these were much more dangerous as a long free fall was in store for anyone unfortunate enough to stand upon them in the moment of their destruction.

Otios felt like the third dimension could be a decisive advantage. The typical Huusoi settlement barely made any use of it and even their capital cities had always seemed comparatively flat when directly compared against Loriindton, so maybe the Eskandr warriors were not so accustomed to it ? On top of that those under the effect of berserk did not seem to know much in terms of left and right anymore anyway. The only direction they still were very much aware of was straight ahead -- and one could not simply rush into the sky!

The one factor standing in the way of exploiting this dimension were the gifted Eskandr hurling spells all around. Even if the precision was a bit lacking at times, the destruction was imposing nontheless and made precision less of a necessity in the first place. Otios could only guess whether the fact of those mages just burning themselves out would actually become an important factor in this battle. He still deemed Lyen to be in a prison cell for he had not witnessed her retaking her freedom, but maybe a prison cell was not the unsafest place right now ? He therefore focused on trying to take out those of the Eskandr blessed with the gift. He had initiated this, now he felt obliged to minimize the... negative side effects.

Otios and a few other Yasoi had gathered on a small platform high up in the more Eastern part of Loriindton. Those gifted with thunder knew just how useful others having the same gift could be. They had formed a row winding around the massive trunk. The one on the front side held a short iron rod in his outstreched hand while the one on the back side had a firm group about Otios' wire and whatever other piece of conductive cord they had been able to find that was long enough to run all the way to the ground. Everyone between these two was holding the hands of his front and rear neighbour.

A living series circuit! That way each of them, even those with a much more humble amount of the gift, could contribute to a much greater amount of range and power than any of them would have been able to achieve individually. Those Eskandr they managed to hit with their lightning bolts coming from the metal rod did not just die. The parts of their bodies hit by the lightning strikes burst into a cloud of vapor, smoke and molten armor.

Not so great was the whole aspect of coordination though: One of the Yasoi had given in to the hectic at one point and not paid attention to the correct polarity. The poor man had thereby not only worked against the overall effort, but also put himself into a state somewhere between 'overcharged' and 'fried'. They had no idea whether he'd let his magic smoke out or not. And that hadn't even happed while switching hands and handing over the metal rod to another person who happened to have a more preferable point of view!

[hider=TL;DR Summary]Otios and a few other Yasoi gifted with thunder have arranged themselves to form a more long-range, more high-power lightning bolt emitter of Eskandr death.[/hider]