Dominic sipped cheap wine from the cellar as the storm shook the house. It had grown so intense that even with an [Area Barrier] over the compound, the amount that he was reducing the storm's force by was no longer enough to make it comfortable in the yard.
He could make it stronger, but if he made it a solid barrier, the mana use would be more than he could maintain.
It wasn't like being in combat, where he could refresh himself with [Arcane Blast] constantly. But at least he could use external mana, and not just internal mana to keep the barrier up.
If he was limited like a normal mage, it would have fallen by now.
"Amie, what does the radio say?" He called.
"Nothing. There hasn't been a broadcast in nearly an hour now. I think that we might be the last survivors in the area.
