Charging towards the water bubble that shrouded Jahi and I, the various cultists continued their battlecries and curses as they tossed enchanted items at us in hopes of cracking the shell wide open, or they began to engulf their blades in mana as they drew ever closer.
The explosions of those enchanted items shook the ground around Jahi and I, and I instantly focused on funneling even more mana into the barrier as we withstood the storm as best we could, buying even more time for both our enemies and our allies to join in on the fray.
The Demoness was soaking up most of the damage with her shield and Light Mana, the ribcage of that Fiend absorbing the mana that exploded in front of her whilst her armor of golden mana held up against the reverberations that washed over us.