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The first attack tossed me over what would have been several nearby buildings, if not for, you know, us. More than that, it hurled me high over them, as if I were a bullet shot from a gun, the sheer force of the blast carrying me into the distance. Pressure and weight weren’t generally words I would associate with light, but the bright power that came rushing from my sister’s fingers and hands was more than light, deeper then it. Even as it heated my Adamant skin, I looked into it and through it, to the shining hole in space that had replaced a forefinger of my sister’s hand—and yet there was something to it I couldn’t understand any more now than I had when she’d first shown it to me. I wouldn’t go so far as to say the light that tossed me several hundred meters into the air was alive, but it was…I don’t know. It was more than most things were, in a way I couldn’t explain beyond that.

It was hard to truly focus on the intriguing aspects of the sight when it was tossing me around, however, so I took a moment to organize my thoughts and shoved it to the periphery of my mind. Gathering my power, I pulled myself to the ground with another Gravity Crash, leaving the beam of light to continue unimpeded as the ground shattered beneath my feet. Through the skin of my arms and face, I immediately caught sight of Bianca as she rose swiftly into the air—and I could tell from how she moved that she was somehow certain of exactly where I was. As the increased effects of gravity faded from around me, I tried to dodge, but against an attack that moved at the speed of light…well, it worked about as well as you might expect.