[M&M 3e] Defying the Future IC

[Abracadangit]

Kal flicks her needle to the left, and a floating hand made of red thread returns Floral's high five. "A job well done, but there is much thread yet to be spun," she says, stealing one of Ariadne's lines for her own.

They were lucky that Raphael was relatively peaceful; if only every enemy was effectively a giant mass of healing magic, she thinks to herself.

"That magic you wield," Kal says, gesturing to Helios' runes when they appear for a moment. "Where do you draw its power from?"