"I know you're out there . . ." muttered Kutur, aiming around wildly with his hand. Then, out of the corner of his eye, there was sudden movement! He flung the firebolt with all his might (not a lot) at where he thought he saw it. It arced towards it's intended target, and hit with a flash of erupting fire. There was the sound of howling, whimpering, and running off to roll in the fire-removing snow. Ok, fine. Maybe it was a dog.