The cavern was the same as the maze, with shadowy walls and an endless void for the floor and ceiling. It was massive, easily a half-mile across, and filled with curse demons of all shapes and sizes. Evla sat huddled in the middle, hands pushed over her head, maintaining a purple hemispheric barrier.
Demons thronged around her, pressing in from all sides. Most through curses or elemental spells at her, while a few wielded shadowy swords and spears. One, a colossal fifty-foot-tall dragon creature, attacked with scythe-like claws longer than I was tall.
Evla's barrier thrummed with every attack, releasing pulses of mana that repelled the attacks like magnets with their poles misaligned. It didn't seem effective against the curses, rapidly losing strength as they sapped at its runic formation.
