415 Full Alert

The barrier obscured the outside view, imprisoning the group with a ravenous cellmate, the flames. Even though Frey stood at the barrier's edge, the heat clawed at his back. His every breath beckoned it closer.

Kilot pulled out weapon after weapon, practically throwing his creations against the barrier. However effective their runic imbuements were, the damage seemed to heal within moments.

Olpi poured her mana into magic circles. They shattered.

Elero paced about, muttering ideas to herself.

Only Thomas and Frey knew better, or to be more precise, knew not to know better. They both looked to Doevm.

'I've tried doing things my way time and time again…' Frey thought. 'And time and time again, I proved myself a fool. Not this time.'

"Everyone, calm down," Doevm said. "We have ten minutes left, plenty of time. Elero, when you flew up, did you see anything?"