"Its a constant video feed, with nothing to recharge. I like it better, honestly."
"Anyways, whats your next move?"
"WHO THE HELL SAYS YOLO AT A TIME LIKE THIS"
"Why not WATER?" Novem shouts. Zekari nods. "Yes, it does, I just want payment in advance." Novem glares at Zekari, who gives him an innocent shrug.
"It ain't fireproof though!" Zekari calls out.
"ALSO WHY THE HELL IS THERE A TREE" Novem yells. Zekari rolls his eyes, his hands going in a complicated pattern, then a bead of fire flying from his hands, striking the tree, and exploding.
"I don't think that's the application its used for- anyways" Novem sighs. "ZEKARI COME HERE RIGHT NOW" out comes a confident, charismatic young half elf dressed in dark robes with golden hems, a pseudodragon perched on his shoulder and cooing happily. "What, I was merely doing my job"
Novem stares at him. "Where did you get that? well, anyways, yeah, lets go" and he inputs a code into a keypad, a door opens, and they are immediately blasted with heat.
Novem opens his mouth, but before he can speak the intercom crackles. "Well, first, you can go do damage control in the oven room. Zekari set off ANOTHER fireball."