FREYA
The herd of harpies approaches inexorably. And we all know that when they reach us, we all are going to be dead!
“Shields!” I hear myself shout and see adepts around me creating barrier after barrier in an attempt to protect themselves.
“Battlemages to the front!” Troy shouts, “Prepare!”
We all create what we can, each picking our best range weapon. We would not have many chances.
Earth mages create vines, ready to capture the beasts. These will be by far the least effective but at least that’s something. Water mages summoning their element preparing their storm attacks. While Fire and Air would be our best chance of survival. I close my eyes and prepare my Ice Shards. My Wall of Ice is stronger but the shards are just so more deadly. Not to mention that with their help
