At this point Roan's frustration at Ivan had nearly reached a boiling point. "Again! AGAIN! Damn it! He roared, glaring at Ivan coldly. Ivan couldn't even meet his cold gaze, shrinking back under the pressure of the glare
'Where did it go wrong? I'm sure I took the right path.' Ivan's thoughts churned as he thought back to the events earlier, trying to think of where he mixed up his direction. But even after thinking for a while he wasn't able to come up with a reason as to how he had missed the right path.
"Ivan!" Ollana shouted, her eyes meeting his. "Use the fire!"
"What?" he asked, dazed by Roan's outburst
Ollana's gaze darted to the ground, then back up. "The rocks, ignite them! We can create a barrier!"