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Well...

Shit.

This wasn't going so well.

On the bright side, there was still a wall of shields separating one part of the parking lot from the other, and there was this weird feeling of power flowing through Stormy, that he didn't know he had. It was Bianca's Abstraction, but he didn't have time to think about that. More people were getting shot at, Linqian came out of fucking nowhere, someone became a giant scorpion, and Alizee got buried. The Void Heart was going on a tantrum right now, and worst of all, more people were getting shot at. More of them, fucking [i]more of them.[/i] There were so many things go on right now that Stormy couldn't react to at the same time. He was in the middle of everyone else suddenly, with two of his shields that he kept for personal use. And the heat was... Fluctuating. Wait, no, there it was again. It was snowing, and it was heating up outside... What the hell? And of course there was fucking lightning. There had to be lightning. 

Did Linqian [i]really[/i] have to do that? Complaining about a lack of shields? Regardless, all of the shields present at the moment vanished and were replaced around a few people. Notably the ones who were currently suffering from gunshot wounds: Linqian, Britney, that familiar girl who he didn't recognize as an old coven member just yet, and the Greenwood members who were currently being taken care of. These shields had purple, chain-like patterns rippling across their surfaces, and floated in pairs of six around the intended targets, like asteroids, just out of arm's reach of them. If someone needed to get up and move, they could simply shove the shields away, but Stormy didn't want anyone being an easy target for that teleporter right now, so he kept them from doing anything funny. And this strange swell of energy he felt was making it [i]much[/i] easier to make these shields. Whoever was doing this, he'd have to thank them after. Pushing his luck with this boost, Stormy threw up a dozen more of those purple Lux shields, ensuring all of them were either near a friendly target, or directly in front of them, to give them some cover. 

[i][color=00FF98]"GET BEHIND SOMETHING!"[/color][/i] Just like in the good old days of the coven, he was walling off everything across the battlefield. 

Their little battlefield was a mess now, and it was incredibly obvious that there was a magical [i]war[/i] going on right now. If someone inside didn't notice, it would've been a miracle... The shields could keep people keep people protected from the gunshot for as long as was needed, and maybe longer depending on the magic Bianca transferred to him. So with that in mind, he decided to do something stupid: Drawing attention to himself. 

Stormy raised his foot up, and stomped it into the dirt. A green trail of light shot towards the giant scorpion monster that someone had turned into, which became a solid circle of light at its feet. It was the Consecration spell, which burned and weakened Aberrations who came into contact with the energy. It was like Kyrptonite, and Valjean was standing right on it... The only problem was that it was very, [i]very[/i] obvious who was casting the spell. And Stormy didn't want to risk making another shield for his own use, so he quickly dove behind one from the random spread he threw out. This put him near Bianca and anyone near them both (because object permanence is hard in this chaotic event so his writer is using Bianca as a reference point.) Between the strain this was starting to put on his magic, and the boost he didn't know the duration of, Stormy wasn't sure just how effective the Consecrated ground would be, but it was [i]something.[/i] 

[color=00FF98]"We can't do this forever... If we don't take out the shooters [i]now,[/i] we're going to lose someone,"[/color] He said out loud, before turning to Bianca. [color=00FF98]"Stay near these, and the teleporter can't use his Abstraction on you. It's like a black hole for magic."[/color]

...Did they know each other?