"Ren!" Fang cried out anxiously.
On the other end of the phone, Pax was concerned as well. "What happened to Ren?" he asked worriedly.
"I don't know," Fang said. "He's glowing with a gold light and he's not responding…"
"Daddy is repairing the barrier at home," Ray's voice came faintly across the phone.
Fang immediately reached out to feel the barrier at home with his own magic. Indeed, there was a segment that seemed to have been blown off as if hit by a bomb, and golden threads – the colour of Ren's eyes and his purest magic – were rapidly weaving together to reconstruct the defensive wall.
Fang immediately added his own magic to Ren's and the repair became faster. Fang could also feel the babies helping as their magic wove in seamlessly with Ren's and his.
In the few minutes that it took for the car to reach home, the defensive barrier around the house had been fully repaired.