Clairsentience

Drawing back a bit, I converted the blades into more hands and waited for the massive creature to turn around again. As it did, I began to gather my power, shaping it again and again in the same way. I reached out with the dozens of hands I’d constructed, limbs that existed only to do my will—and yet I could feel them as if they were flesh and blood, thanks to the power of my Clairsentience. And if that was true.

As the Giant Nevermore faced me again, a circle of Magic Missiles appeared around it, held in place by my will. More appeared in a wall around me, each a construct of lethal power.

“Goodbye,” I said with another smile.

As one, the attacks swept forward and the monster almost seemed to dissolve as they tore through it.