Ducking and weaving under the flailing arms of the undead, Mark's eyes flash and he unleashes a barrage of blinding smoke grenades onto the ground and air around him. For a moment, nothing is visible outsides the edges of the fel-smelling cloud, then Mark reappears out of the top, airbone on jets of flame. He lands next to Sam, his free arm already extended to be touched with the wand, while his other arm points back towards the horde, beam crystal glowing.<br/><br/>OOC: Breath of the Night, 20ft. Fog Cloud where I was standing. Move up 5ft. over the heads of the zombies, then over to land adjacent to Sam - no AoO provoke because of concealment.