Magic kept overflowing from the ominously dark dome, spilling its desolation all over the vicinity of the camp indiscriminately, even as Shinsuke, Aya and Minerva installed an outer barrier.
A mixture of fire, void and ice spells continuously shot out of Pan's dreaded magic vacuum, keeping the three's hands full in retaining the integrity of their massive ethereal shields.
"He's persistent," commented Minerva while continuously casting her protective spell.
Shinsuke tilted his head to the side before taking a breath in to muster the resolve to strengthen his barrier. "There's an immense amount of magic in a given area. The MPs of a given Player Character only determines how much they can utilize it. But, a vacuum is built differently."
"It just sucks and spits out magic randomly," uttered Aya while setting up some wards to summon reflective spells. "Which means, this can go on forever if we don't put a stop to this."
