Melt The Lock | Spell Cost

Stepping away from the locked chest, you begin to raise your staff into the air. Giving it a swirl, as you begin to mutter the ancient tounge of the dragonkin, calling upon their magic a small light begins to flicker at the tip of your staff. Your swirling begins to garther up the light, causing it to grow in size, and become much larger now. Staring at your creation, a large ball of fire now rest at the top of your staff, ready to be use.

Carefully, you try to inch your staff closer to the chest while maintaing a solid distance from it. Trying to melt the large lock off the wooden chest, without either burning the chest to ash, or blowing both the chest and yourself up.

You stand there for agonizing long time, as you painetly begin to slowly melt the lock off. Sweet begins to fall down your head, or begin to form in your palms, as you cautionly step foward, and backwards when you need to. Within this deep focus, you fail to keep track of your footing, as you step onto a uneven part of the floor, causing you to trip backwards and flick your stick foward causing a-

BOOM!!

The fireball struck the chest head on, with thr explosion launching you backwards onto the stone floor. Luckily, you seem to suffer no notable injuries, although the state of the chest seems to be the oppsite. As you look up, finding a wild blaze cosume the chest, and begin to burn it down. You could have swore for a moment tho, you can see shadows within the blaze dance unlike a normal fire. As if a creature was caught in the explosion, and begins to burn into nothing.

After a solid mintue, the fire finally dies down and you begin to stand back up. As you do, you notice a golden shine on the floor, as something new has taken the place of the chest. Stepping forward, you notice a strangely shape piece of gold on the floor. A flat object, that seems to be incomplete, as if it was once torn in half. Giving it a minute to cool down, you then go to pick it up and exame it further. To you, it doesn't look lile much, but with the many strange artifacts of the dungeon, you decide to keep it. Just incase.

Status Report: "Your fine, maybe you just bruise your bum, that's all. 3 Spell cost left."