[Hermes]

Aye, that we shall, that we shall.

In the meantime, I have lanterns to place.

the being dissipates, mist covering the ground. For a moment, there is silence, then a whispering fills the air, and lanterns appear on either side of the large battleground. The whispering grows into a roar of whispering voices, and clouds begin to cover the sky, the air turning damp, and a heavy fog rolling in. As the fog covers the ground, the whispering stops, and the lanterns flash a bright red, and then fall into a dark, crimson color as the fog dissipates and the being reappears, this time without his lanterns.

Ah, that is better~ I had to have the arena properly set.