Walker carefully placed Erica down. A barrier of wind mana shielded her, but she could still feel it. Deep rooted fear. A predator greater than any dragon had just been aroused from slumber. Had just been taunted by something well below its strength.
The suffocating pressure that came from all the mana within the massive square, no, the entire cathedral city had pressed every single person to their knees. Children and parents alike. All those that had been jeering and murmuring about the heretics.
Even the strongest of the guards here were unable to lift their feet to take a step. Some of the strongest priests attempted to stand tall while using skills to boost themselves or others around them. All of them found that they could not call on a single bit of mana. It was as if mana itself had forsaken them.
