[Encouraged, she attempts that. Focusing, flexing her fingers, she tries to expand what she's doing. More and more of her skin does light up, illuminated by the magic, and it seems to ripple down her fingers. Not perfectly, as it seems to dim a bit at the tips as she moves it, but she's getting it closer to the palm. Her breathing quickens, and she beams when it finally comes together, a globe of it in her hand.
And then it wobbles, breaking apart into a cloud of motes.]
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[Encouraged, she attempts that. Focusing, flexing her fingers, she tries to expand what she's doing. More and more of her skin does light up, illuminated by the magic, and it seems to ripple down her fingers. Not perfectly, as it seems to dim a bit at the tips as she moves it, but she's getting it closer to the palm. Her breathing quickens, and she beams when it finally comes together, a globe of it in her hand.
And then it wobbles, breaking apart into a cloud of motes.]
That...takes...focus.