The halfling man raised his hand to cast a spell directly at Tehr, but as the canine ally appeared, his words stumbled on his tongue. The halfling's hard pointed ahead, a ray of flame rushing forth but missing both Tehr and the hound. As the spell swirled past the halfling's voice in alarm. The spell swirled towards the other end, but as a direct damage spell was almost leaving the arena, at the edge of the circle in the circle, it flickered and vanished from sight. Tehr's area spell had went through, but the direct-harm spell failed to carry onwards.<br/><br/>Staring at the hound in panic he began to chant his next spell, the spellwords easily recognisable from the armor of pure force starting to shape up slowly at his arms and his stomach, no doubt covering him fully by the time he'd finish his casting, but for now its barely there form showed it would not protect against anything yet. It was taking shape, but not ready.<br/><br/>Which left Tehr and his hound an opening to strike.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">The halfling begins casting mage armor now, leaving Tehr the chance to use magic. His action for the round is already clear. ^^" and there's a chance to disrupt even that, as Tehr and his ally move before the spell is complete.</div></div>