The air in the altar chamber was so saturated with mana that sparks of static electricity crackled between Lisa's fur and the hexagonal plates of Lohan's [Obsidian Exoskeleton].
With every passing second, the tension rose another notch. Lohan could see, through his multi-view, that Dylan's Players were starting to pant; the effort to resist Level 14 monsters—already a level above them—empowered by a Level 15 Elite was draining their stamina bars at an alarming rate.
"Halon, I'm losing my peripheral vision! There are too many bugs!" Samantha shouted through the mental link, her daggers barely managing to pierce the hardened chitin of a Level 14 centipede that Lohan was keeping occupied with a clone.
Lohan didn't respond with words, but with action.
He instantly processed a Level 12 Mana Stone he carried in his reservoir, converting it into a massive pulse of pure Mana and Biomass.
