The sound of the rain suddenly stopped. Ivan hadn't expected the storm to cease so soon. It seemed odd, so he walked out to check on the situation only to find the caravan and a small area around it surrounded by a faint blue glow, as though they were inside some sort of globe. "Vat happened? This is some sort of wizardry?" He asked, looking around. The storm still raged on outside the dome, and the caravan and horse were still stuck deep in the mud, but at the very least it kept the rain off.