Up on the roof she'd find the team's mage standing and waving his arms in a dramatic manner such that it looked like he was conducting for an invisible orchestra. As he did, another firework went up, a brilliant blue and silver, while another spiralled around it, this one red and gold. When they reached high enough, leaving trails of bright sparkles behind them, there was another loud boom, and the explosion lit up the sky.
As the fireworks rained down, Martin watched them, then looked over his shoulder to smile at Anya. "Hello Boss. I'm practicing for next week."
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