229 229. A Letter From Home

"Ugh… frick!"

Sylvester didn't think a single bolt of lightning would be this strong. He felt his feet being pushed back so much that he had to take steps back to stay standing. Besides that, his light shield felt warm and slightly cracked in a few places. 

But the game was all about pushing oneself. So he focused and put more light magic on his shield, making it thicker and sturdier. At the same time, he pushed his physical body to the limits by trying to hold his ground. 

He also tried to obstruct the path of the continuous lightning bolt by throwing occasional chunks of earth at it. He was proficient in all elemental magic, after all. Though only the elemental magic was intent-based, the runes, incantations and other complex forms of magic required training, study and actual process. 

Boom!

The chunks of the earth would blow up instantly, though. 'How long can she keep on going?'