Crack down (part 5)

Castiel could only smile when he heard the 3rd in command. Night mist wasn't just any gas that could be blown away by the wind, rather, spells fueled the strength and volume of the gas.

The gang members that were in the wind pathway began unleashing spells at the black mist which was pouring in, but soon they began noticing that the black mist was only getting bigger.

"What is this mist?" The 3rd in command was confused by the scene because it defied common sense.

When Taft got back to his senses he immediately screamed orders at the gang members. "Stop casting spells on it, you are only making it stronger!"

Immediately, the gang members stopped casting spells and they watched as the black mist slowly filled up the room.

"What are we to do boss?" One of the gang members asked, but Taft had no idea of what to do.

The black mist didn't seem to have any poisonous or sleeping effect and this confused him on its purpose.