'A single spike trap wouldn't do it.'
A small barrier wouldn't hold either.
'Screw the blueprints!'
I knew I needed something more, so I poured my will into the space between the party and the cataclysm before them.
I envisioned the Safe Zone, not as a dome, but as a shield.
A concentrated, layered wall of pure defensive energy, reinforced with the physical property of the hardest stone I could conceptualize: Adamantium.
[ "Invoking Conceptual Creation: Defensive Barrier through the guidance of the Assistance System." ]
[Stability Check… Passed.]
[ "Channeling 15 Creation Units. Remaining CU: 70." ]
A shimmering, multi-layered wall of interlocking green and grey light erupted from the floor, a last bastion against the approaching inferno.
"SKAAAAAA...!"
The Basilisk spat its overcharged flames as the world turned white.
-Bannnnng!
A torrent of incandescent lava and pure thermal energy slammed into my barrier, the impact wave almost rearranging my insides.
