The terrifying wildfire could burn anything and was extremely prone to exploding. The Caltrop Dragonfire Bombs amplified its explosive power dozens of times over, so the first bombardment alone blasted more than a dozen enormous breaches through Stone Hedge's sturdy walls.
The force of the explosions scattered the terrifying green flames across an area nearly a hundred meters in radius. House Bracken's soldiers, the defensive equipment atop the walls, and even the solid stone of the walls themselves caught fire.
For a time, agonized screams pierced the twilight over Stone Hedge. The unquenchable wildfire spread swiftly like a green tide of death, soon igniting the oil stored inside the walls. Fierce secondary explosions erupted one after another along the battlements.
The Earl of Bracken was eating unpalatable coarse grains in the castle when the terrifying green filling the view outside his window gave him a fright.
"Damn it, wildfire!"
No noble in the Seven Kingdoms, or indeed on either the eastern or western continent, was ignorant of wildfire's power. Yet apart from the Pyromancers of the Alchemists' Guild, only the Temple Priests who worshipped the Lord of Light could produce it.
Wildfire was extremely expensive to make, however. Across both continents, only the Alchemists' Guild under the Targaryen Royal House's control currently held substantial reserves.
The Targaryen Royal House also imposed extremely strict controls on wildfire. In the hundred years since the kingdom's founding, only the tyrant Maegor had used it to suppress a rebellion. Apart from that, traces of its use had been discovered during the recent defense of Oldtown.
Though Earl Brune had chosen the wrong side this time, he was no fool.
"So Danyla finally lost her patience!"
"I wonder whether you can keep your fine reputation intact this time!"
The green that filled his vision extinguished