The metal beast begins to stretch forward and sever itself from the door. While the beast begins its threatening movement forward, Mahnhagroth hastily decides to begin a spell. He begins to concentrate deeply on heat and wrafthful fire. With the image in his mind he quickly decides over the dual images of a cone and its archaic ideogram. With both of these now in his mind he begins to direct his power towards the looming metal beast.
Flames begin to emanate from the wizard's hands toward the beast.
With great effort Mahnhagroth relents his magical flames. Mahnhagroth falters now not knowing what to do. He backs away but forgettfully trips on the highest stair and tumbles backward. After a good fall he catches himself against the wall, but not after bumping his head repeatedly. She smiles and pats his head continuing with her craft.