[center][h1][color=a187be]Ailanthus_Altissima[/color][/h1]• The Dungeon •[/center][hr]

[@Superboy]

As Graves shot Tessa a critical, sarcastic judgment, a wave of guilt hit her that she quickly dispersed with a muttered mantra of, [color=a187be][i]"It's not my fault, it's not my fault..."[/i][/color] She set to erecting her zone of protection, enchanting her chains to channel and amplify spells, as well as making them react on contact, like a minefield. Any slime that made it within the radius of her chains would experience primarily a gravitational slow debuff as well as a lightning element damage over time. Any that got too close were whipped away by the chains, the same spell she had used to kill the rat earlier, setting off this whole thing. Of course, it wasn't her fault though.

[color=a187be]"F-fall back inside if you need a breather!"[/color] Tessa called out to no one in particular, preemptively uncorking a mana potion. Her eyes darted around, confirming that they were surrounded and that all around her sphere of influence, slimes crowded at the border. Her mana pool took a small hit each time one of the slimes triggered her spells by stepping too close, and with so many pressing in like that, her mana was draining at an alarming rate.

[@Tergonaut]

Deciding to do a quick head count to keep track of all her allies, she scanned the battlefield. Missing Landon, she looked up, onkly to find him dangerously close to an encroaching slime.

[color=a187be]"Landon! Above you!"[/color] she cried out.