You need chaos in your soul
Her eyes followed the launching of the wood, another small expression of awe crossing her features, but then her face was falling with it into the snowy tundra. She raised her head indignantly, a proud pout on her lips as she said, "Of course I can. I just didn't want to hurt you." Her hand flicked at her hair, a new determination and annoyance strengthening her magic.
Deimos might have given her a kernel of praise, but it did nothing to soothe the challenge he'd launched at her. Abandoning the hold on her illusion magic and the flare it provided, Nova focused all her efforts on the air whipping at her fingertips. Suddenly, like a dagger being plucked and thrown, a small plank lifted then flipped once before heading his direction. It still wasn't the fastest or the cleanest, but it was unmistakably heading at the Warden.
Deimos might have given her a kernel of praise, but it did nothing to soothe the challenge he'd launched at her. Abandoning the hold on her illusion magic and the flare it provided, Nova focused all her efforts on the air whipping at her fingertips. Suddenly, like a dagger being plucked and thrown, a small plank lifted then flipped once before heading his direction. It still wasn't the fastest or the cleanest, but it was unmistakably heading at the Warden.
Nova
to give birth to a dancing star.
