[His stomach dropped. If he'd had his full powers, he wouldn't be afraid. He'd be able to incinerate this man on the spot, but while he had his abilities limited, he wasn't sure how much he could do. Raistlin turned to face his attacker. He recognized the man, of course, but assumed he must have been absorbed by this world. There was no other explanation for his actions now.

Raistlin began speaking in a strange tongue and moving his hands, and, quickly casting his spell sent small darts of fire out of his fingertips toward Erik. It wasn't as much as he could have done at full power, it probably wasn't even enough to start a decent fire on the man's clothes, but it was enough that if it made contact, it should sting a bit and possibly let Raistlin pull himself free.]