[i]Tch! A shield?[/i] 

Lunatea cursed under her breath. She wasn’t a powerful enough sorceress to conjure a spell that could pierce through it. She had to rely on him running out of mana. Thankfully, she could count on that happening since she scarcely used her own mana to cast her spells, relying more on her panties absorbing the mana from her surroundings. 

Unfortunately, she did not anticipate the sudden shift in the warlock’s movement. All of a sudden, he thrusted his staff at her direction, sending a shockwave too large and fast for her to dodge. She tried to erect a shield but it was far too late. 

“Aarghhh!” 

She was sent flying, crashing into a tent behind her. If it weren’t for her monster biology, there was no doubt in her mind that she would have shattered a bone or two. 

The tarp covered her entire body, obscuring her view from the rest of the fight. Not to mention her own closed eyelids as she was reeling from the pain of the attack. 

[i]It hurts… so this is what a real fight feels like…[/i] 

When she recovered, the fight was already over. It seemed the Warlock had been slain by Takeshi and his sword. 

So why was he laying down unconscious there? 

She ran up to him and crouched down, shaking his body. “Hey. Can you hear me? You’re not dead, are you?” She then looked up at Nyla and asked, “What happened? Why did he collapse like this?” 

Unfortunately, other than healing minor scrapes, she wasn’t that well-versed in the art. Still, she tried anyway, casting the strongest spell she knew to his body. 

“Can you heal him?” She asked the Shoggoth again. “If so, don’t just stand there. Help me. And we should carry him to one of the tents so he could rest.” 

[@PaulHaynek][@Rune_Alchemist]