"There is a spell I know that can make us move faster and fight harder for a brief amount of time," he said as he ran his fingers over his mustache. "When the fog rolls in I can cast that. We'll have an even bigger advantage."

He was not used to doing things like this but he was actually rather excited. The plan seem well thought out and not terribly risky. He would have to try and change his spells so they weren't quite so flashy. That would take some theorizing before they went out.

"But, do ask your men if they'll allow me to cast on them. I don't want to get accused of blood magic."