Arty continued her meditation. Her breathing steady and her body sitting still. Compared to the chaos she used to cause back in her world, this felt peaceful. There, even simple practice often led to shattered ground, fires she couldn't put out, or wind blades shooting into the neighbour's trees.
She had never gone all out because she never dared to do that. But here, under Sylmira's guidance, she had finally unleashed her full power.
And it scared her.
"Sylmira was right… I'm a walking disaster," she thought. "If Erend hadn't brought me here… I would've eventually slipped up. Maybe killed someone. Or… a lot of someones."
She exhaled slowly, letting the thought go.
Eyes closed, Arty didn't care what was happening around her anymore. Inside Sylmira's protective barrier meant that she didn't have to worry about destroying anything or anyone.
