Bel relentlessly threw several fireballs at the bear, her large mana pool supporting the number of spells she casted.
Most mages in her tier would have entered mana deficiency after the first fifty spells, but with her tier-five mana pool, she could conjure hundreds and still have more to spare.
The approaching bear changed its tactics as its ice coat reconstructing slightly slower than Bel's bombardment of fire spells.
It quickly raised another ice wall, this time moving toward Bel along with the wall.
"This is troublesome," Bel thought, her fireballs extinguishing upon contact with the approaching ice wall.
"Condense the mana, and increase its potency," she thought, conjuring a fireball that had a green and blue hue, the amount of mana placed in it more than the spells she had casted earlier.
