Shadows danced on Lidien's face as a small flickering orb of flame suspended above his hands... consuming his Elemental Verve continuously as it illuminated their surroundings in the darkness of the environment.
Lidien had only thought one word in his mind, and it was "Fire"... The simple thought directly transformed into tangible reality, the conceptual word itself becoming power that consumed his elemental verve as it flowed through his Sparkline, manifesting as fire.
As he glanced at Alva, still counting in her mind, he couldn't ask what complex thought had nearly depleted all of her spiritual verve, burning her Sparkline in the process.
Lidien didn't know how far her thinking had gone, for all the complex thoughts he processed with the Monarch of Blood were safely contained within his Dreamflow, shielding him from the Rift's rules... but Alva had no such protection.
