Seeing the sky darkening over their heads once again, the players turned pale. How could this ungodly aoe attack appear again so soon?
Shouldn't this person be already out of mana? Even if he was using mana potions to recuperate, it shouldn't ve this fast! Just what was happening? What sort of casting was this?
Even the spell casters standing in the group were dumbfounded. A few of them had aoe spells but they were nothing in comparison to this scythe of death.
"Hurry! Cast mana barrier!"
The players standing on the periphery got the hell out of dodge but those who were already within the range and also engaged with the other players couldn't move so easily.
A few barrier spells went up to protect these people, only barely helping them escape the sure-shot death.
The massive scythe clashed with the several small barriers, resulting in both the attacks evened out and the danger being momentarily averted.
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