Custom Spell: Barrier
Instantly, an abundance of energy coalesced, weaving a intricate web of protective barriers around Desmond and Alice. The barriers, now fully formed, shimmered with a radiant glow as the magic circles above unleashed a barrage of elemental attacks, each crash echoing through the air.
Amidst the relentless assault from the mages, Desmond remained composed, analyzing the situation with a calm demeanor. "Fifteen first-class wizards and witches, and the remaining are second-class master wizards and witches," he muttered, assessing their strength. "Aside from Weston, who has already perished, Vesta and Greyson are the only ones left. Dispatching them shouldn't pose much difficulty."