Mack watched nervously as Taran stumbled. The larger demon had wasn't looking too good, and the slime covered demon was worried about how much longer the guy would last. He looked at the city, a menancing plume of smoke rising from its center. He could see a the mob advancing from far down the street, but they had some ground.<br/><br/>He looked at the trail of slime behind him, and back at the woods, his brain thinking hard. He could outrun the mob, he was sure, but Taran was a different story, and Mack's slime would be easy to track. They needed to erase their tracks, somehow.<br/><br/>Thinking of something that might vaguely work, Mack turned to Taran. "Can you light a fire behind us?" he asked. There wasn't much time to explain, but he figured it was straightforward enough for Taran to understand. "I'll run ahead of the flames."