Hecrad swallows, his usually steady voice catching as he whispers, almost to himself, "So it's true… the army of humans, led by the marshall himself, actually lost to these monsters. They even brought this siege weapon…" He pauses, eyes flicking to the advancing cataclysm sphere in the monster formation. "…and still lost?"
Hecrad straightens abruptly.
"All mages!" he roars, his voice carrying across the wall through amplification runes. "Use everything. Everything. Push the shield to maximum output!"
There is no hesitation.
Crates are ripped open. Mana stones, high grade, emergency reserves, are slammed into conduits by shaking hands. Arrays flare to life one after another, overlapping layers snapping into place like closing plates of armor.
"Secondary barrier online!"
"Third resonance circle stable!"
"Mana draw exceeding safe limits—!"
"Keep it there!" Hecrad snaps. "If the array burns out after this, so be it!"
