105 Ending

The wizard crashed into the ground, his burning body resembling a meteor, even more so after he left a big crater behind. He flapped his arms, rolling around, trying to get the fire off. But even with all his trashing, the flames showed no signs of dissipating.

He crawled on the ground, through the fire, and a hint of a defiant smile shone through. "This little brat, she really did not hold back at all." He looked around. The whole village was a wasteland. This was no exaggeration as anything that could burn and char had been incinerated. The villagers ran for their lives, and anyone unfortunate to stay behind would feel the wrath of the two monsters. Even miles away, when the siblings appeared only as dots in the sky, the aftershocks left by the witch had heated up the air enough for the skin to blister and the weak to faint.