"It would be effecting us as well but you are moving at a normal speed," Aristide said in thought. "Unless they're specifically targetting my arrows an the fox." Which... he would expect really. People tended to think that he was weird and his life so far had taught him that people liked to bully oddities. Well, there was an easy way to find out if it really was someone casting spells. "Finite," he cast but nothing happened - the fox stayed as slow as ever.