Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160406213902

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The silver ray of light was deflected by the shield, redirecting it towards one of the walls of the inner sanctum, which severely weakened the shields that both the lackeys had amd the Lieutenant, drastically slowing down the regeneration of health.

Blood once again started exiting the wounds that the Undead had already afflicted, indicating that whatever health had been replenished could be easily taken away once the shields are fully destroyed. It seemed now that these 'shield bubbles'could be taken down by hand.

One of the lackeys dropped his sword outside of the bubble due to the heavy loss of health.

"The shields have weakened! Attack!" Abello cried as he grabbed the golden longsword, slashing against the shield as cracks started to appear in the bubble of this lackey. After a few more thrusts, the shield finalky broke as the first lackey lay completely exposed now, dropping to one knee due tothe overwhelming opposition, ready to be finished off.

The Lieutenant and the other lackey's shields were now also dwindling, losing its radiant colour and brightness.