The shields were just like thin paper or fragile glass, facing deadly fire or thrown rocks. I kept hearing the crushing sounds of my shields, the sizzling of the brutal resistance between my shields and that damn lava.
After two and half days, I couldn't keep doing this anymore. The shields were getting crushed much faster than the rate of making them.
"Screw it then!" I didn't feel any hesitation before activating the offensive ability of my shields.
The shields stored up tons of damage. With the trick of my persistence in keeping them active, they stored the damage from the first moment they appeared at till now.
I was in space, but I could feel the horrifying wave of energy released from my shields. The light that was usually blinding to me turned dim under the assault of the lava, and a fierce and legendary battle erupted between the two sides.
