The confessor halted in her steps after immediately recognising what was happening. "Impossible!" she cursed, shocked, face twisted in fury. "How?!" she roared.
A hundred meters in front of her, a curved sigil barrier was rising rapidly. One turn of her body told her she was inside a quickly forming sigil dome with a radius of about one football field (100m), encompassing herself and several thousand first- and second-ranked Arcanists near her.
Despite her shock, she didn't wait to act. Roaring, she jumped back into a sprint towards the edge. Using her sprint to gather speed, she soon flexed her legs and jumped into the air like a cannonball. With a furious cry, she balled herself up and gripped her two hookswords.
