[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Dominion of Oz]
[Winkie Country]
("If I had to simplify her power, I'd describe it as the ability to induce different kinds of phenomena into the world. She's essentially making the world respond in whatever way she wants, within whatever limits her ability imposes. The weather manipulation is simply one application of that. At least, that's what it seems to be.")
Mikoto considered the possibility, his attention fixed on Electra, who had settled into an almost idle posture several meters away. The thick mist continued to drift around them, obscuring much of the surrounding plain, while his right arm throbbed beneath the damaged gauntlet. Blood had begun to gather along the scratches left by her claws, slipping between the exposed sections of armor and staining the skin beneath. It was an irritating injury, but hardly one worth concerning himself over.
His thoughts, however, were occupied by something considerably more troublesome.
