Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170525105952/@comment-25073873-20170619074634

"You are absolutely correct in that regard. Commendable understanding for someone who has to view the world through a telescope, looking at the skies while trapped at the bottom of a well with no hope of escape" smiled Amaryllis as she started walking around the basement to see what was available.

"When I fire my piercer, I am not actually using my magicka. Or cosmic energy. Or whatever power source for my abilities. I simply create destructive energy and command it to flow in a beam, at the speed of light. It is called a magicka flare, in reality" continued Amaryllis. She found a chair and decided to sit down.

Raising her finger and causing it to flow reddish pink as a light source, Amaryllis continued "you see, creation is not the domain of mortals, but it is very real. I have created heat, light and kinetic energy to destroy my enemies from nothing. And it doesn't drain anything from me. Now, do you believe that you, a mortal, can achieve this given the right condition?"