[He's had his own things to learn about it since he got here. Jack can cast healing spells. Since when did those exist?
He opens his mouth and pauses, perplexed. She probably couldn't have summed up everything in a harder question to answer if she had tried. He looks down, thinking.]
It's...life, of a sort. It draws on the caster's life to power the magic. I just reach inside myself and think about what I want it to do. Mold it into a set of spells we can use.
[He holds out his hands, palms up, and focuses. He can feel one arm turn cold as ice frosts over his skin, and the other trembles with energy; lightning sparking up along his fingers. She's seen this before, but he's more confident with it now. Perhaps in part because he was able to use it as intended for the first time since he woke up here.]
Ice, Thunder, Fire, Protect... [A shift of focus and the ice melts in a wash of fire that settles like a campfire over his palm. He moves his other arm like he's holding a shield to the side; clear hexagons coalesce into a solid dome.] For those of us who can stomach it we can warp across a battlefield in a matter of seconds. Your potential is only limited by how strong you are. Run out of magic or push yourself too hard?
[He closes his fist, snuffing the fire out, and lets the barrier fade to nothing.]
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He opens his mouth and pauses, perplexed. She probably couldn't have summed up everything in a harder question to answer if she had tried. He looks down, thinking.]
It's...life, of a sort. It draws on the caster's life to power the magic. I just reach inside myself and think about what I want it to do. Mold it into a set of spells we can use.
[He holds out his hands, palms up, and focuses. He can feel one arm turn cold as ice frosts over his skin, and the other trembles with energy; lightning sparking up along his fingers. She's seen this before, but he's more confident with it now. Perhaps in part because he was able to use it as intended for the first time since he woke up here.]
Ice, Thunder, Fire, Protect... [A shift of focus and the ice melts in a wash of fire that settles like a campfire over his palm. He moves his other arm like he's holding a shield to the side; clear hexagons coalesce into a solid dome.] For those of us who can stomach it we can warp across a battlefield in a matter of seconds. Your potential is only limited by how strong you are. Run out of magic or push yourself too hard?
[He closes his fist, snuffing the fire out, and lets the barrier fade to nothing.]