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You hardly even need to join in. As soon as the leader falls, the crowd of mages panics, looking for a culprit. That it was a magical assassination is obvious, so they all seem to have assumed that there’s a traitor in their ranks.
That works for you, because now they’re all turning on one another, magical battles breaking out all over the room, filling it with flashes and bangs and a haze of smoke—not from the magic, but from the fires they’re starting with it. Most of what’s on fire is other mages.
With them doing the heavy lifting for you, it’s a small matter to mop up after them. You descend into the chamber, applying a quick sword slice or magical blow to any mage who is still moving. The darkspawn chained along the side of the room seem largely unharmed; they watch you, but calmly, not trying to fight or attack or even free themselves. Even so, you give them a wide berth.
