He waited a moment, and then shrugged. Clearly, half the fun was finding out if the Queen or his own household were penetrated. Still, he had a trick up his sleeve with the smoke bombs, they would all read as somewhat magical, evocation, transmutation, and necromancy, thanks to the magic aura spell. Hopefully, that would cause casters to waste time and spells trying to dispel the magic rather than blow it away. But with more than a hundred smoke bombs throughout the city, that wouldn't be enough. He hoped.<br/><br/>He sighed, and activated the smoke bombs, before rising up and firing the crossbow with its flaming, oil soaked rags at the nearest lights that he felt he had a chance of hitting. Once those were hit, he would use the wand of fireball to assault the nearest houses, harmlessly splashing them against the exterior most walls, before making his dash for the vault proper.