Arriving on a plain a little way out of town, Noah found a group of 3 ogres who appeared to be camping. They had laid grass on the ground to lie on and even had a campfire.
"Aren't the ogres here very smart? Normally they would walk into a cave." Noah said as he walked toward the group. As he approached, he removed his sword from its sheath.
He then embedded fire magic into it and quickly approached the group.
"OH?" As soon as the first ogre noticed him, it looked surprised. It signalled to the other two ogres, but it was too late. Noah swung his sword, and a large flame came out of his blade, swallowing all three ogres.
The ogres screamed as their bodies charred. They fell to the ground, already lifeless.
"Wow, that was powerful. And I didn't even use the full force of the sword." Noah smiled, satisfied as he looked at the sword blade. After a few seconds, its red colour turned into a black colour.