Fallmorik was so absorbed in his review, he barely noticed her hand on his back.  "What was that, Carnivale?" he said, just as she released her spell.<br/><br/>The noise of the explosion blasted through the chamber, making Cersei's ears ring.  The old wizard went flying forward, his robes coming apart, blood and flesh spraying back over her and everything.  The table he sat at skidded and hit the wall, and he lurched half up on top of it, the white bone of his spine and ribs showing bright in the room's gemlight.  Blood gushed out over the table, her crappy notes, everything.<br/><br/>Noises in the hall; the sound was clearly heard all up and down this section of the Guildhouse, and people were coming to investigate.