"Ast kiranann kair Soth-aran! Suh kali Jalaran!" Raistlin's hands move in a complicated pass, and a white-hot ball of illusory flame screams through the air at the Sister attacking Kevin.

She doesn't even flinch. Only bats it aside with one hand, as if it were a particularly irritating fly. It evaporates in embarrassment.

" - blast and damnation - keep running!"