There were tens of thousands of people in the valley, and the players fighting outside the valley were not having a good time either.
He cast all sorts of spells as if they were free, but the damage and effects were as insignificant as the hair on an ox.
The shadow Hound's resistance was too high. Even the blizzard and lightning of the legendary Archmage Antonidas could not kill it directly, let alone these players. The only thing they could do was to slow down the shadow dog's pace, and then use their own flesh and blood to build a wall to block the alien Army's footsteps. This would buy time for the refugees to enter the valley of destiny, and buy precious time for Antonidas and his other followers to recover and rest.
The puppeteers, Warriors, and Warriors stood at the forefront, waiting for the slowed shadow hounds and demonic mutants to walk out of the storm.