It's a shield of sorts. [ nightingale elaborates —though it isn't really much of an elaboration, pressed out as it is, his breathing still a little more shallow than normal, his body still more sensitive than it should be.
any creature that will attack them now will run into the shield as though it were a wall, solid and impenetrable. ]
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any creature that will attack them now will run into the shield as though it were a wall, solid and impenetrable. ]