The snow-blue circle brightened violently as more mana was pushed into it. The unstable pathways began to crack, glowing brighter and brighter as the structure failed to handle the pressure. It shook uncontrollably.
"Form… already!" he shouted.
His brain throbbed painfully. Despite that, he didn't stop there.
At the same time, he focused on Petrick, mostly on the road beneath him.
Some mana traveled through his legs towards Petrick, then formed a small patch of ice beneath him. This was much easier for him compared to conjuring a new spell. It was done faster.
While the structure was still hard to maintain, it was wrong from the beginning.
The magic circle was formed, but it was wrong.
So, the mana flow collided inside the circle. The patterns broke. The pathways shattered. And the magic circle collapsed.
But Noah didn't stop providing his mana.
CRACK!
The circle exploded in a burst of mana.
