Taran craned his neck around slowly as Mack approached him. The smaller demon said something to him, but it took a while for him to process what he was saying. "Huh? What?" he said reflexively, turning sluggishly. He narrowed his eyes and then added quickly, "Yes, definitely." He focused himself, and then waited for Mack to get ahead of him. He conjured a small flame in his hand, rolling it around as though it was a marble. With a bit more effort, it expanded in size, and his form was illuminated by the flame.<br/><br/>Hopefully he'd given Mack enough time to get ahead, so he followed slowly and shot the ball of flame at the base of a tree. The tree caught and was slowly consumed by the fire. Taran shot a few more at some bigger trees in the area, and the smaller ones followed by themselves into the blaze.<br/><br/>To be fair, the fire would give them away pretty quickly, but their scents and Mack's slime trail would be masked by the forest fire. Taran hoped that Mack wouldn't freeze up if the surrounding area got too hot. He took extra care in making sure that the trees he set aflame were a good distance away from Mack.