A sudden flash of fire, and the bonfire on the riverbank vanished, plunging the world into an abyss of darkness.
"Magic Shield"
In the darkened sky, the shrill cries of an incoming attack pierced the air once more.
Yalina, depleted of her magical reserves to conjure another magic barrier, could only erect a magic shield to safeguard the trio.
Beneath the resplendent glow of the elements, the bone arrows streaking through the firmament materialized, descending upon them like a tempestuous rain, clattering against the magic shield.
During each impact, the surface of the shield convulsed and swelled.
And when the volley of arrows finally relented, the magic shield dissipated into nothingness.
"I... I have no more magic power."
Despite being tugged forward by Limon, Yalina, her constitution less robust, was already gasping for breath and could run no further.
