Sanctum Sanctorum Creation

He sighed, but I was only listening to him with half an ear, frowning as I looked over my handiwork. I’d done everything right, but…

It was inefficient, I thought. A mess, really. It was like I’d built three separate buildings in the exact same space—except, of course, not really at all like that—weaving beams, plumbing, wires, and walls around and throughout each to make everything work anyway. And it did work, even with all the layers tangling amongst one another like that, but it…God, just looking at it under the painful light of my Clairvoyance made me sure of one thing.

That this mess was gonna annoy the hell out of me if I left it like this.

“You want me to test how hard it is to break out of it, kid?” Pyrrha’s Godfather asked, walking to the wall and reaching out to touch it, his hand stopping just short of stone as my barrier interceded. When I didn’t reply immediately, eyes darting from point to point in the air, he turned his head to look at me. “Hey, Jeannie Jr., you want I should break it, yes or no?”

“Not yet,” I said, since I didn’t have the energy to erect it all again so soon. “Let me…”

I trailed off slowly, reaching into the air—not just with flesh or matter, but with the shining light of my soul. Under the somewhat muddled sight of my Clairvoyance, I tangled that light with the shining patterns all around me and got to work. I rerouted circuitry, removed or consolidated the redundancies, lowered walls here and there, shifting the invisible construct around me into a new shape. Where before it had been something disorderly, dozens of bits and pieces scattered and layered throughout one another, I refined it until it was something streamlined and orderly. Instead of three independent systems inhabiting the same space, I remodeled it until it was a single system, with three interconnected subsystems.

It took a while—I wasn’t sure how long, but when I looked down, Cynosarges had pulled out a scroll and started playing game, for whatever that was worth—but I did it, and when the power settled into place around me, another window appeared.

A skill has been created through a special action! By combining many protective methods, the skill 'Sanctum Sanctorum’ has been created.

Sanctum Sanctorum (Active) LV1 EXP: 0.00% MP:5000
A new technique created by weaving together many ancient methods of protection, establishing control over a volume of space. Power increases with skill level and INT; additional effects may be created at higher levels. Effects based on the nature and level composite skills. Only possible for those with an affinity for manipulating mana.
Current:
Limit entry and exit.
Increase or decrease the status of all within range by 15% according to pre-established criteria.
Increase HP regeneration by 75% within area.
Increase MP regeneration by 75% within area.
Increase Stamina regeneration by 75% within area.
Range: 1000 cubic meters.
Additional 5000 MP used per hour.

Without me saying a word, Cynosarges and my grandmother looked up, probably noticing the sudden change as the effects on them rose in power and efficiency. I watched power flow around me in a dizzying display made of shades of bright white, pieces separating and converging and reinforcing the whole. It was…well, it was somethi