Magical Engineering

“No,” I said, having no intention of exiting the fight. I had enough mana to heal myself, as long as I could get the spear out quickly enough. A timer appeared in my vision, surprising me at thirty seconds. I guessed that meant it hadn’t hit anything overly vital, so extreme blood loss was my main issue.

I reached my hand behind me, forcing my arm into a position it wasn’t happy to be in, but that hardly mattered given the alternative. I grasped the shaft of the spear and yanked hard, ripping it free as more blood poured from me. Corey already had my life orb going to work on the wound before I had a chance to consider my options. I felt both core and soul mana at work, empowering my regeneration and stitch spells, as the holes closed.

The timer vanished just as I felt a new shield envelop my body. While my core mana pool was already filling back up, that burst of healing mana had used a significant portion of my new soul reservoir. I grabbed the weapon that I had just removed from my torso moments ago and put it into my System storage. I had debated destroying it, but this seemed the better move. While I had spent the time keeping myself alive, around me, the battle had been getting worse for our side.

I started working to patch up every wound I could see on our people, returning every bit of mana I was taking back from the shields. This redirection of their mana back to our side had to be working in our favor, but there was still the question of whether it was fast enough. Plus, the hard fact was that I was the only one who had a mana pool truly benefiting from this, just because I could keep the others on their feet didn’t mean I could give them the mana to meaningfully fight.

“Dave, I need you to stick close to me!” Rabyn screamed over the noise. As I ran to him, I pulled up a chat window.