Nalear walked slowly towards them, cursing at her bad luck. Quylla had failed, constable Ernas was still alive. In the face of so many opponents, Blink was a liability. Nalear needed to save as much of her strength as she could to make sure they couldn't escape.
Orion completed his spell. He conjured five shields made of ice, each one almost as big as the corridor was wide, that converged on Nalear from above and all the four sides.
'Fighting fire with ice is beyond dumb.' Nalear thought. 'As long I have mana, I can fuel my flames, melting his toys way before they can harm me.'
Much to her surprise, the shields' aim wasn't to hit. A Mage Knight was mostly a defender, they would attack only at close quarters once the enemy left them no choice. The shields grew in size and thickness according to Orion's will.
