The thick, dark greenish-black poison began corroding Clayton's water dome from the inside, making it brittle and unstable.
Panicking, Clayton scrambled to find a way to stop the poison from further weakening his barrier.
In desperation, he tried anything that came to mind to preserve the integrity of the dome.
He channeled denser mana into his water magic. But the moment the concentrated mana touched the dome, instead of reinforcing it, the structure melted even faster and more violently.
Clayton's eyes widened in horror at the result.
Because of that mistake, a dome that should've held much longer was already a third destroyed.
Just a little more pressure from the serpent, and he would be completely crushed.
"Damn it! The poison targets mana?! If that's the case, how am I supposed to defend myself?! Everything I've thought of relies on mana!" Clayton shouted in frustration.
At a loss, he was forced to observe the poison more carefully.
