"I don't know how you found me, but I'm going to be rid of you," he swore, his voice trembling as he struggled to retain his composure. Whirlwind struggled to get to his hooves in the slippery mud. "Now die!" Thunder reared, magic coalescing in his forehooves which he swung in Whirlwind's direction, sending fiery balls of raw energy at the stag. Whirlwind braced himself, but the attack was halted. The magic dissipated a foot away from the stag as two thin arcane bolts or red magic intercepted them, causing the magic to explode into shards of fire that dissipated in the damp clouds around them.