Having repeated the action of absorbing the mana around us one more time, Tza'Orbias let out a frustrated caw as it watched the barrier remain standing despite its repeated attempts to bring it down, both its special magical instrument and its own prowess proving to do little more than temporarily weaken the barrier before it was replenished a moment later.
Glass shards littered the ground around us as we drank our mana potions and tossed the vials aside, returning to powering the large dome of mana around us as we protected ourselves from near certain death; something that we were vividly reminded of when we saw the headless corpse, mangled corpse, and the Demon that had its leg blasted off.
Each one was a reminder that we were in perilous danger, and a slip up here could cost us our lives with frightening ease; the sheer power behind Tza'Orbias' spells was enough to chew through such a thick barricade of mana, so the thought of seeing it do that to flesh was... terrifying.
