Thankfully, Gale understands how strange it feels-- likewise it is exactly the same for the Evocations Wizard and thus he shifts so that he can assist better in putting it out, until the flames are but embers and then he takes a deep breath. "I think that what I am worried about is that this seems to be like spreading chaos far and wide, as if a spellbook has been seperated into a thousand parts, and each part falls into a single person's hand."

Which, to Gale's calculation, feels like far more trouble than it is worth. Too many instances for something to go wrong-- for people to die.

"I do not know what side of the magic spectrum you fall upon, but i personally do not want anyone to hurt themselves. I am almost inclined to see if we can gather them up safely and without detonating them, most importantly-- keeping non-magically inclined people from causing unforseen trouble."