The array formation overhead activated before they could even find the person who had spoken just then. Crackling sounds filled the air as dark purple bolts of lightning descended from the array.
As the lightning bolts materialized, the air became charged with energy. In a swift, practiced motion, most of them summoned their magic barriers, creating a shimmering shield of protection. Others, their armor or robes pulsating with power, activated the intricate protection array woven into the fabric.
Mages who were considered geniuses among geniuses were the only ones who deviated from the usual action. Among these were Demir, Quan, and Yule's group. Instead of defending against the descending bolts of lightning, they chose to evade them and, at the same time, attacked the array above.
"Don't just aim randomly at the formation!" Quan shouted to no one in particular. "Aimed at those dark purple-colored runes!"
