Finn heard Nariah's order's loud and clear. He was a good distance behind them but he was almost certain he'd have the range and power to do the spell he had in mind. He'd learned this spell from an old woman he'd met a year or two prior, one who had fed him after a nasty run in with some undead. She'd taught him the spell in case he was ever in a situation where something needed to be slowed down. He figured this was just that sort of situation. With look of concentration on his face Finn stood tall and spread his legs shoulder width apart. He pointed is empty left hand and his right hand with his staff at the beast and began muttering in Elvish. The winds began to pick up, sending a chill through the mage but as the winds reached the creature it began to slow. Finn was using a spell that was meant to freeze the muscles of any creature slowing it's advance or retreat.