Clara reached to her waist and pulled out her blowgun and the last exploding blue dart. Taking aim from the hang glider, she hit the fabric and frame package she had left on top of the overhang. The small explosion of the dart caused the chemicals in the package to mix, the bundle then erupting in a massive explosion, heat seekers made useless by the roaring flames, a large plume of gray smoke filling the sky and disrupting visuals of the small patrolling aircraft.

There was a deep rumble and rocks, snow, and ice began to tumble down the mountain.