A runic barrier.
That was what stood in front of White, the golden runes on the barrier reflecting deep within his ringed white eyes.
He couldn't see what was beyond the barrier, but he could sense the dangerous aura lingering around it, one that held an intent that would have pushed anyone away from it, but not White.
One of his hands reached out from within the robe, landing softly against the glass barrier.
The golden runes all over the barrier quickly gathered at the point of contact, piercing golden light forming, as the sound of sizzling rang in the air, all to make the hand back off, but it was a futile endeavour.
CRAAACK!
The sound of cracking filled the air as he gradually exerted more strength, pushing the barrier closer to its limit.
CRAAACK!
SHATTTTER!
A louder crack followed by the sound of shattering rang out all of a sudden as all of it came falling to the ground.
