Another wave of attacks came screaming down from above.
Fire, lightning and wind. All of it aimed at the advancing group.
"Barriers up!" one of the tankers called out.
The blue shields flared again.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
The lobby shook. A section of the ceiling cracked and a chunk of it dropped somewhere to the right, crashing against the tiled floor.
Noah stepped to the side of the tanker line and looked up.
Third floor. Left side. A student leaning over the railing with both hands extended, charging another spell.
Noah raised his bow.
He let his mana flow into the arrow the way it always did now naturally, without forcing it. A smooth current running from his body down into the shaft and settling at the tip.
He released.
The arrow crossed the open centre of the mall in a straight blue line, moving fast and clean.
It struck the student in the shoulder before the spell could be released.
The figure stumbled back from the railing and disappeared from view.
