You really think I use such crude methods as 'spells' and such which can just be 'dispelled'? Obviously your powers of seeing into minds are rather much lesser than you boast if... but if you want to engage within a battle within my mind, be my guest, Magefrost thought to Maroman.
With that, Magefrost floated down to the ground, raising about him a small cloud of dust, as if he had stirred up a breeze.
As he landed, he sat down upon the ground in lotus position. Closing his eyes, he retreated into his mind. To keep the audience from attempting to join in the fight against him, above him was projected an image, a window into the battlefield of Magefrost's mind.
Magefrost stood, in a barren, desolate, gray, rocky field. A chill wind howled by, flapping his robes like a short flag. He awaited Maroman's next move...