"THIS IS THE BEST! GAHAHAHA!"
Sylvia was in the midst of ecstasy and she was pouring everything she had into the barrier. She was in pain but the pleasure overshadowed any suffering she experienced.
Julia, upon realizing what's happening had stopped pouring mana into the barrier but instead focused on keeping Sylvia afloat, "She's not going to stop until she drops dead at this rate. This is the worst I have seen her. Just how pure is the mana from this ball of fire? No, more importantly, if I don't do anything, the moment this thing gets too close, we'll become coal."
"I'll take care of that."
Fwu!
The wind tore and a black bird appeared in the sky. It was Mirsha on the back of the Black Crown Garda. She wielded her staff and with a flick of her wrist, she dispersed the heatwave that made it past Sylvia's barrier, "Leave the protection from the heat wave to me! Just hold on until the Priestess completes her preparation!"
