[The last surge of aether coalesces, drifting across to drain into her -- these orbs red, making the skin prickle despite no aspect of electricity, but merging with her all the same. The moment she transcends her limits feels like a sharp rap on the glass walls of reality.]
[Venat opens her eyes, and then, gracefully, spins to sweep her hand around. In its wake, silvery weapons rise up around her, chakrams and staves and swords, each her height at least.]
Do not expect miracles.
[A sweep of one hand, then another, then another. Portals open in the air, hurling down the weapons of light to smash into the statue in a torrent. The moment her last gesture ends, she summons her sword back into her hand, concentrating her remaining aether into it so swiftly that it tugs at the very surroundings.]
[Then Venat flips into the air, and brings the sword down onto the statue.]
[The explosion of radiant blue light obscures what happens at the heart of the strike, and rather than dissipate, it grows -- and grows, and grows, into a blinding radiance that engulfs the courtyard and the castle, before at last fading.]
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[Venat opens her eyes, and then, gracefully, spins to sweep her hand around. In its wake, silvery weapons rise up around her, chakrams and staves and swords, each her height at least.]
Do not expect miracles.
[A sweep of one hand, then another, then another. Portals open in the air, hurling down the weapons of light to smash into the statue in a torrent. The moment her last gesture ends, she summons her sword back into her hand, concentrating her remaining aether into it so swiftly that it tugs at the very surroundings.]
[Then Venat flips into the air, and brings the sword down onto the statue.]
[The explosion of radiant blue light obscures what happens at the heart of the strike, and rather than dissipate, it grows -- and grows, and grows, into a blinding radiance that engulfs the courtyard and the castle, before at last fading.]