Taylor sees her moves as normal

“Aífe,” I corrected. “She’s where the martial arts come from, too. They’re the techniques that were taught to the heroes from the Ulster cycle.”

Amy looked like she was having trouble wrapping her head around what she was hearing. “So,” she started, “just by using your powers, you get a Brute and Mover power and the ability to make special, magical oaths that people can’t break unless they want to lose their powers?”

“And probably die,” Lisa added with a levity and humor that seemed ill-fitting to the situation. “I feel like I have to make sure that’s clear.”

“I mean, I guess?” I hedged, ignoring Lisa entirely.

I still didn’t have an answer myself. I had a feeling that the answer probably was Aífe and her martial arts — a gut instinct, rather than a rational, well-reasoned logic — but I had no way of really knowing. I hadn’t even noticed the stuff Amy had been talking about. I hadn’t felt any stronger or faster than normal in my day to day life. No glasses broken from accidentally gripping them too hard. No suddenly keeping pace with moving cars. I hadn’t been doing anything blatantly superhuman since I first started learning with Aífe’s Noble Phantasm.

I hadn’t even noticed while fighting Glory Girl. It’d felt like I was moving at normal speeds and just going through the motions of those techniques. Nothing special or extraordinary. Nothing anyone else wouldn’t have been able to do, if they’d been learning what I was.

Except apparently it was.