Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida Leaving the Bath

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There was an explosion behind them and shafts of multi­coloured fire screamed overhead, striking sparks off the masonry. Then there was a sound like an enormous cork being pulled out of a small bottle, and a peal of laughter that, somehow wasn't very amusing. The ground shook.
'What's going on?' said Conina.
'Magical 'I don't think that would be a good idea,' she said. 'Rincewind?'
The wizard shook his head gloomily, and picked up a pebble. He tossed it up above the ruined wall, where it turned into a small blue teapot. It smashed when it hit the ground.
'The spells react with one another,' he said. 'There's no telling what they'll do.'
'But we're safe behind this wall?' said Conina.
Rincewind brightened a bit. 'Are we?' he said.war,' said Rincewind.'Is that good?'No.'But surely you want wizardry to triumph?' said Nijel.Rincewind shrugged, and ducked as something unseen and big whirred overhead making a noise like a partridge.'I've never seen wizards fight,' said Nijel. He started to scramble up the rubble and screamed as Conina grabbed him by the leg.