Flames Afar

"Package secured. I'll leave covering our retreat to you." Their comrade's voice comes through the communicator. They glance around the surroundings, watching as the savaged remnants of their enemies continue to pass through the complex architecture inside the vast and abandoned structure. They are drawing ever closer. "Please hold." After a beat of quietude, a series of apocalyptic explosions rocket up into the sky. Waves of displaced air cast clouds of dust high across the battlefield, and smoke scatter in all directions, the blinding white cleaving light into the night. "You know they purposely planted loads of gunpowder in there, right?" With a rustle, they flung open the cape as if they just finished a leisurely stroll. "Of course." "So, let's light it up. All I need to do is play the part of the match."