Fifteen trolls, a few short bursts of Fire, several uses of Frost and one brief activation of Heft had consumed nearly a quarter of everything he possessed.
Kael looked toward the other gates. He still had three sections to deal with, and at the same rate, clearing them would leave him completely empty again. Possibly worse.
The eastern gate shook beneath another impact. Kael could see through his mini-map trolls gathered below the mage's section, while the western entrance looked even worse. His own northern gate had also begun receiving pressure again now that the ruined terrain around it had cooled.
Kael exhaled. "Not enough."
Then he remembered something and opened his status.
[Status Screen]
Name: Kael Ardent
Level: 62
Kael paused when he saw the number. Seeing anything other than Level One beside his name still felt wrong.
Sixty-two.
