[She doesn't need big, fighting avatar. Her daggers are enough. She turns her hand and the daggers seem to float on top of her palm, like real feathers. But when she grabs them, they are solid, as if forged from the best steel. She throws one at the wooden pillar nearby and it goes through the wood almost all the way, like a hot knife through butter.
She curls her fingers a bit and the feather blade dislodges itself from the wood and returns to her hand, again, as light as ever.]
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Vastayans call it 'wild magic'.
[She doesn't need big, fighting avatar. Her daggers are enough. She turns her hand and the daggers seem to float on top of her palm, like real feathers. But when she grabs them, they are solid, as if forged from the best steel. She throws one at the wooden pillar nearby and it goes through the wood almost all the way, like a hot knife through butter.
She curls her fingers a bit and the feather blade dislodges itself from the wood and returns to her hand, again, as light as ever.]