"He's strong…" Eric claimed, and Seraphine nodded.
"Do you think you could wear him down?"
"Yes, but, it might take a while."
"Can you last that long?"
Hearing the worry and anxiety in his voice, she turns to him and finds him frowning.
Then, a glint of light suddenly shot across the sky, a bright, blinding beam charging in their direction. She reacted immediately, rushing in front of him and using her dark barrier to block the attack. The great mass of energy fanned out in front of her shield, causing her heels to dig into the dirt - her hair billowing behind her, her dress following suit.
"Eric, as long as you're behind me, then I can keep standing!" she declared, louder than the resonance of magic blasting against her.
Eric felt his heart elevate from Seraphine's words, his spirits lifting significantly. With renewed vigor, he began casting more high-leveled, brutal spells at Malcolm.
