Not for the first time Hallam was forced to withhold a scoff. A glance around reminded him just [i]why[/i] exactly he had joined a neutral faction. He did not trust this supposed Water Spirit, it was probably in league with the Horde Shaman or the Naga or some other, equally unsavorable type. Still, he needed to rely on his allies and if the Commander trusted the lobster's word then such an advantage could be useful. Maybe not indoors, but plenty of fighting was likely to be done outside as well.

If it were just Magi then he would suggest the rain, it would make the frost spells more effective, but as they had less magically inclined individuals it was best not to make things harder for them than it already would be. "Fog." He agreed reluctantly, he hoped this Spirit would at least be subtle about it. Fog didn't just spring up from no where in seconds, which he suspected it knew, but Hallam sometimes doubted the intelligence of non-humanoids, and even then he had called many Humans' intelligence into question as well, to say nothing of his one time trip to Gadgetzan. One Goblin had launched itself into the air on a rocket and didn't come down again during all of his week-long stay in the city, and that was one of the milder events to happen there. It was fair to say Goblins were both geniuses and idiots, all at the same time.