Ah, but that’s by design: it also acts as a soothing white noise machine.
Then you might point out the exhaust and all it’s associated wastes, but that’s by design: it produces a heady and aromatic product for recreational huffing.
Then you might point out the vibrations, but that’s by design: the engine also provides invigorating massages to relax taut muscles.
Yeah, of course! Because we’re all using… 👀
If you cast it so that it’s point of origin is 150ft away from you, then it would expand both 93ft towards you and 93ft away from you. By expanding 93ft towards you, there’d still be a gap of 57ft between you and the edge of the fireball. The farthest point edge of the fireball would be 243ft away.
So Fireball makes a 20ft radius sphere. That’s a sphere with a volume of 33,510.322 ft^3 A sphere 100 times bigger would be 3,351,032.2 ft^3 Such a sphere would have a radius of 92.832ft The range of fireball is 150ft, so you could safely cast it’s 100x magnitude counterpart. Of course this is a very simplified idea of what 100x magnitude fireball could do. For instance, does it do 100x the fire damage? ~2,800? That’s over 50.9x more than lava (which is ~55). Does that mean it’s 50.9x hotter than lava? Making it 35,630-61,080 C, 6-11x hotter than the surface of the sun? These calculations are all fast and loose as actual explosion calculations are too complicated for my little brain.
Odd imagery. Haven’t seen a piece quite like this. The wilting sunflowers, hornets (one of which is dead), failing sunlight as if a storm was coming, holes in the sweater, etc. It all conjures feelings of decay, or perhaps danger.
OMG! Will the Queen Faction’s prince try to marry MC and make their family the front line of the faction’s conflict? I’m incredibly invest in seeing where this goes.
The series is okay, the MC could be more likeable. I feel they’re underutilizing the otherwise interesting premise.
I’m reminded of this limited time flavour of Lays potato chips: Cinnamon Bun. They warped my mind because, although they had the texture and consistency of a potato chip, they tasted just like a buttery cinnamon roll. I’m haunted to this day by their memory.
Very patient of you