Tribulation Lightning Spiritual Mark
"Damnit!" Krune cursed. Without the barrier erected by Calveb, he only had less than an hour of defense left in the Protection Talisman he had. If the numerous Poison Spectres in the place attacked him all of a sudden, it would shatter within a dozen seconds, causing him to be affected by the poison eventually.
Even though the Sun Stone in his ethereal form would help him out to a certain extent, he wasn't sure how long it could last under the unceasing tide of Poison Spectres that threw themselves onto him. After all, he was in the heart of their territory, where they were in great numbers.
But right as he prepared himself to fight his way out with all his might or for his eventual doom, the pond changed color all of a sudden. It was no longer murky. The Spiritual Mark powering it had already been taken.