She pulled him along like he was a small child. Not that Clara was moving that fast, but Alexander was both unable to see very well and lost in his own little world. At some point it seemed to him that he was calmed...but then he had never been excited. Alexander thought with some small portion of his mind that this must of been her emotion. Whatever it was, it helped him smooth the connection. And that was when he noticed how much their emotions affected their auras. It shouldn't have been suprising, he had observed them for years, but now that both auras were being forced into a rigid shape...it was incredible to see how they reacted to both persons emotions. A shout. Somebody shouted. Alexander realized it had to have been Clara. And suddenly they were moving again. The barrier. They walked into the barrier. He hadn't even realized she had cast a spell. At first they were winning. Her spell was effective. The barrier was pushed back and it bent around them to let them through. A shockwave of force from where they had walked into it circled the whole dome, not that they could see. But Alexander felt it, and knew that they had announced their presence. Then the Dome fought back. He was not prepared for this. It did more than absorb energy, it attempted to kill intruders with that energy. His senses compared it to a lightning bolt. Alexander had been struck by lightning before. It was something a mage could survive, but to harness that much power was beyond a normal human. The sound was comparable to having someone hit a gong next to your head. Deafening. He almost stumbled. For some reason having her hand in his reassured him and he managed to keep his footing. Alexander wondered if that was her emotion, but some small part of him told him that it was his...He would think about that later. The connection was strong, but now he had excited it again. It took all of his focus to keep it under control. Then the second strike came. The ringing in his ears made it hard to think, and now the connection was pushing at his mind...it would be released. Alexander breathed deeply and squeezed her hand gently. They would not fail. An image came to mind and he used it to hold the tie. The rebound from doing so was like a sledgehammer to the ribs. There was no doubt in his mind he had at least two broken ribs now...and something told him that she probably did too. The third strike hit and he wondered how she was possibly holding her spell against these incredibel attacks. His mind was numb...Finally he could think again...feel again. Alexander felt for the connection. It was not hard to find, in fact it was still there despite his grasp on it gone. But it was unstable. His aura was flooding into the tie, overloading it. The energy flowed through his arm into hers and back every second. Like a heart beating. This too was like being struck by lightning. His arm burned and he could no longer move his hand, it would not let go of hers even if he wanted it to. Fear. Alexander swallowed it down, telling himself that he was capable of controlling this. He had done it before, after all. How many strikes had the dome hit them with, he wasn't sure, but Alexander no longer felt anything with his senses except for this. Somehow he doubted they were still in the wall and had made it through, but he could not check right now. [i]The great wizard stood on the dock alone, facing a storm that had everybody scared. Only the wealthy had evacuated. Nobody else could afford to, nor had the time. They trusted him to stop this, but he knew better. The great wizard smiled sadly and raised his arms...levitating off the ground as his aura became visible with power. "Goodbye."[/i] Repairing the second seal was difficult, but once he finished their auras were easy to control. He could not close the first seal while the connection existed, but that was not enough power to overwhelm him, or her. Realizing that he was sweating and leaning on Clara, Alexander smiled. She was crazy. But she had saved him so much time in solving the puzzle of the dome. Able to move his hand again he squeezed hers gently and closed his eyes. Gods, he was tired.