Battle
A complex, silver-colored spell structure materialized on the ground as Silvus raised his hands. The structure began to multiply, replicating its pattern all around them.
To their sides and above, spell circles filled their view wherever they looked. Silvus clasped his hands together.
A wave of mana pulsed from him, each spell circle responding in kind with a similar wave of energy.
"..... Dispel," Silvus muttered at last.
The Black Dome, unaffected thus far by the clashes between the monster and Farnus, began to absorb into the silver spell circles.
Many of the radiant spell circles began to turn grey, but their efforts against the Entrapment Spell were successful.
Silvus's bright eyes dimmed, drained from using so much mana for this spell.