The beast's eyes widened at the sight of the magic, well that was interesting.  He quickly pushed the nymph between a pair of nearby trees into the waiting flank of the largest of the two wolves.   Even though Jazen was clearly an abberation of nature, the beast themselves clearly were little more than they appeared, and the wolf moved protectively in front of the little nymph, between her and the quickly evolving fight.<br/><br/>With the Nymph out of the way, Jazen flung himself forward, diving under the fireballs and launching himself off of the ground toward the beast, claws flashing and teeth glinting in the light as he let out a gutteral snarl, barreling into the beast, tearing biting and slashing as the two beasts collided, his jaws questing for the creature's throat to rend and tear at the Satyr's vitals.