Nova
We are beautiful things, wild things,
The spray of water didn't seem to have quite the effect she'd been hoping for, doing little more than making Tal blink. Her blue eyes narrowed again, stars pinching across her cheeks. It was becoming evident that her magics might not be as powerful as she thought, but that didn't mean she was giving up yet. She still had other elements and powers.
Not having any fire to pull from, she resorted to her other new ability, creation.
Nova waved her hands to gather the necessary materials, thoughts concentrating on what she wanted to make, a physical representation of her mind and personality. Clenching her teeth like a cat baring its teeth in aggression, she opened her palms at Tal. "Fine. Glitter attack!" At the same time as her shout, she released the buildup of creation and illusion magic, pushing a cloud of glitter towards him. It erupted from her hands with the extra pizzaz of her sparkling illusions, the pieces catching the sunlight as they moved towards his eyes, nose, and mouth.
Not having any fire to pull from, she resorted to her other new ability, creation.
Nova waved her hands to gather the necessary materials, thoughts concentrating on what she wanted to make, a physical representation of her mind and personality. Clenching her teeth like a cat baring its teeth in aggression, she opened her palms at Tal. "Fine. Glitter attack!" At the same time as her shout, she released the buildup of creation and illusion magic, pushing a cloud of glitter towards him. It erupted from her hands with the extra pizzaz of her sparkling illusions, the pieces catching the sunlight as they moved towards his eyes, nose, and mouth.
searching for the brilliance within us.
