stonework. A long low wheeze unconsciously escaped Adlen's lips where he rested partly inside the wall. The wall. Rain paused as he realised the wall he had just thrown Adlen into was the outer wall of Lynthia. Massive crenellated stonework, a vast building height rune carved into the wall on the inner side, one of many runes that had been set along the wall in fact, one after the other. Adlen was cratered into that rune, disrupting it. As rain watched a magic field above the wall flickered to life, a barely visible misty blue that crackled with electricity, flickering with light, desperately holding itself together. Rain narrowed his eyes. He knew a little of Lynthia's defences of course, none of the full details as the guard liked to keep quiet about it, but he did know it was old, ol

