Ignoring the staff for a moment, Ancalagon directs Shyrath over the mixed unit, at a height of about 1000ft, which put him just outside a longbows throw for an arrow, and just inside the max range for his long range attacks. He started to drop fireballs, mixing the elements so that no one protection spell would save the hostiles, and then yelled to Rummsprig, "Rumm, engage the lightly armored female division, and then get out of there if you need to. You are useless dead, so stay alive, understood? Prisoners are optional, and only if you can do so with endangering yourself."<br/><br/>To Shyrath, he says, "Keep at about this distance from that group, and try to counter any spells they throw at us that might reach. I can deal with this group myself."<br/><br/>He then continues to rain fireballs down, not bothering to aim for the leader, yet. He will deal with the leaders once the army is dealt with. Those minions would deal death faster than the three leaders coul, he figured, using their numbers only.<br/><br/>[Fireball damages, dealt with the element in order of castings, if needed. 20' radius, and does not cast if cannot hit at least 4 targets]<br/>Fire = 37<br/>Lightning = 31<br/>Sonic = 38<br/>Acid = 23<br/>Ice = 37]