Even as the fog cloud came into effect he wasted little time in making use of the short time it bought him, weaving a number of rapid arcane gestures with his free hand even as intoned the spell in his natural tongue, "wux shilta tepoha dout tija spical,"

Not a moment after it is cast the spell shows its usefulness as that wall of flames descends upon him, burning away the fog but leaving the one standing in its center even as a good portion of the flame swirls about the human Bight before curling up and burning a path right back to its origin above. Not waiting to see the results though he begins the motions for a second spell, perhaps she would try and disrupt him, perhaps not.