Children of the Corn [Job]

The neutral grounds a place where magic had become banned and the very fabric of the place ripped it from you, no spell or even passive ability that one had learned or developed worked here. This to Sayrn used to be a disgusting place for her to deal with but as it came with her biology she had the benefit of toxic blood and its corrosive nature to help her out. Even so she would hope not to need it at this point as she had been tasked to incinerate an old farmer's land, their home, crops and even the barn nothing was to be left apart from nails and ashes. Normally this type of job would be outside her scope but as she needed to gain the practise anyways she had agreed with some pushing from her Guild Master Marceline. And so as the train chugged along she would soon end up at a station outside the farmlands of the Neutral Grounds farms scattered here and there but only one set within her sights. With a soft spring to her step she could not help but admire the countryside a life simplistic in nature but absolutely required for the proper function of any nation as food along with water and air were absolutes for the biology of most. Looking towards the target she could see their farm being one of the largest crops of heavy variation and even a barn that looked state of the art causing a grin to come on her face as she clicked her tongue in disappointment, “More envy I see…” She had dealt with so many jobs these days and most dealt with the idea of envy and jealousy to another, enough to justify murder or theft.

With a soft and quick dash through the field she would pull out small bottle she had hidden of a specialized variety. Quickly sneaking into the barn she would see vehicles a plenty from tractors to even ones that seemed to be nothing more than self indulgence causing a deep sigh to come from the woman. Slipping the liquids into the tanks of each vehicle she would find their keys and turn them on before slipping out of the barn. As Jekis approached the barn a loud hissing sound would be heard and in moments the entire barn would erupt in flames before a grand explosion would send debris both charcoal and flaming towards the field metal scraps slicing at the farmers legs while a stray board shard would slam into his head knocking him out. Quickly snagging some of the flaming Debris she would throw it at the house and grab some gasoline she had stashed as well igniting the house before stomping on the now slowly waking man's throat causing him to gag before falling unconscious once more. Letting the stay within the danger zone where flames might claim them she would yawn the burning field from the debris and the slowly burning house allowing the job to be finished as she would walk away hoping to see what she could do next to garner advantage.