Ferro ran, keeping low and avoiding the air as he made for the docks through the alley-mazes of Chainsfree. He followed the sounds of battle, which grew closer with every measure. Turning into an alley, he heard a sound that drew his eyes skyward as the building began to collapse.
At the last second, Ferro pushed power into his shields, hardening them against physical impacts. The dull thud of stones, accompanied by the sound of something else, ground into place as he was held in by the debris. Unable to see, he created a light.
Red dripped down his protective barrier, seeping past an arm. His heart in his throat, Ferro quickly cycled through his suit's spells and chose a simple blast of magical force, pumping it through his shield.
Or at least that was his intention.
