After Cermin had summoned the Shield of Solace around himself, none of the stray sparks of lightning can burst through and affect him and Zeriav. The sparks clashed against the light, and were repelled before they can do any damage.
"So you have a fancy golden dome to protect you, huh?" Zeuxis laughed. "How pretty! But I always find blue prettier than gold, don't you think?"
He then summoned the sparks that got repelled back to him, and surround him....
Slowly forming a wall made of electricity. A Shield of Lightning for himself.
Cermin gritted his teeth. He thought that having a defensive skill would give him an advantage in a fight with someone as volatile as Zeuxis, but he actually came up with this.
Little did he know that a little birdie was whispering in Zeuxis's ear, and told him that he should recollect his fallen bolts to surround him.
'He's confused right now. Attack that house over there, and bring the roof down on him so he can see the limitation of his Shield.'
