Eryndor, holding the unconscious Van Leon behind his legs, glared through the shimmering barrier. His body was exhausted from the battle, and his mind was racing, but his reply was instant and defiant.
"No!"
The masked men immediately surged forward. The leader raised a hand, and with a unified shout, they channeled a massive, concentrated blast of dark power into a single point on the shield.
"Break it!" the leader commanded.
The shimmering dome groaned under the immense force. Radiating lines of pure energy leakage, snaked across Gloop's surface, since he was a slime he wasn't cracking but his body was separating. The strain was visible the slime pulsed rapidly, struggling to maintain its form.
