Once they got to a point where they'd seemed to fool the enemy; Lyra would being casting a spell; a weak one to "test the waters" to see if it was an enemy or perhaps wary villagers that were suspicious of them. Once she got a clear enough view of one she'd release the magical energy that she'd built up from a pointed finger.  Shooting off a bolt of white magical energy that shot toward one of the targets, curling around trees and underbrush and avoiding obstacles as it chased the target.<br/><br/>(Spell cast: Magic Missile, auto-hit pretty much.  doing 3 damage; 1d4+1)