Amelia raises both brows. "I know you dislike the paint on my wagon, but I'm not about to change careers over it. If you'll recall, I am an alchemist, not a siege engineer. I cannot make explosives at all, much less anything that powerful to be used from afar and even if I could do such a thing it would take me a month to create enough to do something like that. I can destroy walls by turning them to water or mud, for example, but again, I would've needed advance notice. That's also assuming you plan on getting me the materials and footing the bill for it." The alchemist smiled sweetly. "Perhaps next time I'm telling you about my skills you should listen to me instead of watching my ass."