The frost spread rapidly, encasing nearby rocks and cliffs in layers of shimmering ice. The golden barrier, though indestructible, now pulsed with strain. Cracks of light flickered across its surface, but they quickly sealed themselves, defying her efforts. The barrier stood firm, refusing to yield.
Which, of course, wasn't unexpected. After all, someone who could bring people back from the dead, kidnap trillions of monsters and individuals of all races from God knows how many universes, just to entertain himself by making them fight each other—how could a Tier Four water mage break a barrier created by such a being? If it could really break, then any random idiot in his game could easily challenge their authority, wouldn't they?
