Throw something

You look around the ground and find a rock about the size of your fist. You take aim and throw, the projectile sailing up and through the open window. You hear a thud, a clink, then a loud crash, like glass breaking, followed by an angry shout.

"You stupid son-of-a-bitch!" the sorcerer shouts, leaning out the window to scowl down at you. "You just destroyed hours of work."

"Good!" you shout back, looking around for more rocks. You don't see any. "Get your perverted ass down here so I can kick it, you sick fucker!"

"Kiss my ass!" The sorcerer gives you the finger, then disappears back into the tower. A moment later, a black cloud forms over the tower and billows downward, engulfing the structure. Red lightning flickers within the cloud, then a gust of wind blows it away, leaving behind nothing but an open field. The tower is gone.

Feeling frustrated, your anger unresolved, you walk away, following a quiet path to where your horse grazes peacefully. You find all of your belongings and quickly get dressed, then take out your Adventurer's Handbook and make a few notes in the blank section at the back, careful to leave out the embarrassing details. Tucking the book back into your saddlebag, you swing up into the saddle and turn your horse down the road toward home.

THE END