Jessica poured her mana into the spell. It was the most complex spell she had probably ever cast before, certainly the highest tiered spell she had ever tried before. She technically had quiet a few of a tier or two higher, but they were so powerful and dangerous she didn’t have the heart to test them. At least, not until she needed to. This one though, it seemed measured enough for the purpose.

The ball of fire, acid, boiling oil, and other dangerous substances grew as the conjuration spell expanded dangerously above her in different blobs of force, each contained in a different shield spell she could cast almost without thinking at this point so good was her control of defensive magic. The blobs of force kept the destructive energies contained, and separated, while she poured more and more mana into each ball of destruction.

When all four where filled she felt she was ready. “Caldwell, pull your men back please.” Lt Caldwell got on the radio and ordered his men to retreat to the secondary perimeter. The artillery bombardment stopped too, the fighting, at least for the moment was done. Silence rained, and it was as if the world was taking a breath.

Several shield constructs reignited around the small fortress. Magic users repairing, or casting new spells and enchantments on the fortress. Suring up their broken and battered defenses as best they could in the brief respite. It wouldn't be enough.

Peep gave off a soft, scared sound and Jessica sent him soothing thoughts. Reassurances that what she was about to do wouldn’t truly kill any of the enemy. She didn’t want to be a WMD after all, not like this. Not without offering surrender terms.

It's okay mommy, I understand. This is like a game. Practice?

Kind of sweety. Mommy will explain later. Right now, help please. Peep gave out a triumphant chortle and added his mental energy to hers allowing her to better control the multifaceted spell. When it was finished, she sighed and her shoulders slumped.

“Its ready.”

“You have the green light.” Caldwell told her. His voice was solemn. Even if this wasn’t ‘real’ warfare for all intents and purposes, the use of such a spell, like the use of a MOAB, or firebombs, or even a low yield tactical nuke, should never be treated with anything but solemnity. At least, thats how she felt. And it seemed like Caldwell agreed with her.

She gave the command. The four balls of pure destructive energy lifte dinto the sky. First, the giant ball of oil moved forward directly over the enemy stronghold. It popped at another command, sending the mana infused conjured oil that would burn hotter then napalm cascading down into the fortress. A few of the smaller shields protecting the walls, or individual duty stations held, but most broke like tishupapper. Then, the second ball, the one of pure fire, streaked out of the night and towards the enemy.

It splashed in a sticky hot mess over the fortress, wherever the flames touched, the oil ignited. Soon the entire fortress was lava hot radiating heat. But some places, the high towers, still held out. As mages of power like her opponent had been, held them strong against the attack. So, Jessica sent the last two.

Acid splashed over the molten stone, casusing the mana reinforced structure to bend and melt. Towers turned to noodles, as stone turned to lava, or boiled away at the touch of the acid rain. That took more control on Jessicas part, to let out the acid a little at a time rather thn all at once. But the effect was a consistent attack, one that even the strongest shields could not withstand. As the last magical barrier fell, she used the last of the balls of destruction.

The ball was smaller then the other three had been. At its heart was a tiny black dot, designed to do one thing. Clean up the mess she had just made. She forced it into the center of the enemy fortress. When it activated, the wind blew hard as the tiny blackhole sucked in everything around it. The implosion a few heartbeats later was spectacular. The strange gravitic field brought everything inside the fortress into a single hyper dense ball of matter. Then when the fake blackhole finished, the material simply fell apart back into its original form. This time broken into tiny pieces smaller than the size of a grain of sand.

When the spell was done, nothing was left but rubble filling an empty hole where the enemy used to be.

Congratulations human! All enemies have been destroyed. You and your faction have won this dual!