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Dùlan found that the inside was indeed unguarded, though he could smell a couple people inside. Likely servants trying to hide in the safety of the castle.

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Sir Jadier passed the last house. "I'm in the safezone now." He smiled and looked back at the rebels. "My men's distraction should have been enough time for the general to get his people in place." He stopped his horse and did a half turn so that he could face the street where the rebels were on, seeing all the way to the breach and the walls.

"Welcome rebels, to the Blackwater District of Shornhelm...your grave." He muttered.

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Having received the signal from Tiberius, the hidden soldiers in the alleyways pushed the barrels and spilled their contents onto the streets. The ground got wet and sticky as the liquid spread across them.

The hidden battlemages shot their spells at the inside of the select buildings of the district. Inside the buildings, barrels similar to the ones that had been in the alleys were positioned in clusters. As soon as they caught flame they exploded and sent flaming debris from the houses in directions. It was like a chain reaction, one house exploding after the other. Pieces of the buildings went as far as the walls, smashing into them and making the ground beneath the rebels unstable. The whole city shook from the explosion, as if a large earthquake had hit them.

When the debris hit the wet street, they whole road caught became alight in a fiery explosion. The whole district were instantly transformed into hellish ruins, with the smoke that was covering the air making a huge column of black gas cover the eastern part of the city.

The Northpointers and the Adamantine Order men were right in the middle of it. Nearly their whole force was caught in the fires or the explosions. Those whom had been atop the oil burned alive, those whom had been too close to the buildings, using them for cover, were blown to pieces and others were hit by debris. The soldiers atop the wall were safe from harm, but a handful of those near the breach were also hit by flying debris.

The explosions killed countless citizens that had been hiding in their homes in the Blackwater District, citizens that were completely unaware of the loyalist's plan. After the explosion any of those in the district as well as those nearby, that survived  the blast, ran into the streets to try to escape the fires. They ran westward, screaming and crying for the gods.

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Sir Jadier saw a few of his men, whom had been too late in their retreat, engulfed in the flames. "Necessary sacrifices." He muttered. His knights were charged with keeping the enemy in the best position before they sprung the trap and it had worked almost perfectly. "A shame they had many of their soldiers on the walls. Those men were safe from the attack."

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Jakin had chased after Jadier and the Phoenix knights, so luckily for him he was near the safezone, though not close enough. The explosions sent him flying to the ground, his ears ringing and his back hunting from burns he received from a nearby explosion. He was barely conscious. Most of his army was not so lucky.

He smiled, the plan had worked perfectly, now under the cover of the smoke they could enact the next part. He rode towards Tiberius with the last remaining knights to join up with them before they would split up once more to hit the enemy in a pincer move.

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Argeth heard the loud explosion and nearly fell to his knees from the shaking. "Gods!" He yelled, looking to the east and seeing the smoke cloud. "What in Oblivion was that?!" He and his men ran out of the castle courtyard to get a clearer look. He saw the fires to the east. "Was that from us?" He was not sure. The rebels had employed explosive oil in some of their artillery rounds but this level of destruction was too much for them to have caused it.