Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2016 20:32:30 GMT -6
Guinevere listened to Lily’s question and let out a slightly amused chuckle as she scooted away from the lilies littering the ground. She sat down her now-enlarged rose and turned her attention to the Lily in her hand. “Well, since your lilies are made out of liquid dust, each petal has enough for one attack in it.” She places a finger on one of the petals and let a pulse of aura run through the flower. With the flick of her wrist, she threw a small fireball, about the size of a baseball from the flower. It made contact with the ground before flying out of the ring, but the explosion from the small ball was enough to have likely engulfed a person if they were directly hit by it.
After she did this, there was a subtle shifting in the lily, and the now drained petal fell out of the arrangement. She picked up the empty piece of glass with her other hand. “And this is what is left when you use one of the petals. Bring them back and I can refill them for you.” She then reached town to grab her palm sized rose. “Now, my roses are made of ten petals, but each one is made out of powdered dust. A bit more volatile – it’s why I avoided using it with your Lilies – which means I can usually get two of those from one petal.” To demonstrate this, she flicked her wrist again, two small fireballs flying out and slamming into the floor of the training field with much the same explosive force of the single shot from the lily.
“And, since at this point, you’re probably wondering ‘If that’s what one petal can do, what can a full flower do?’ Well,” She pulled an unused flower from her pouch and looked it over, rolling the small thing between her fingers for a second or two. She looked up to the sky. She cocked her hand back and a quick ripple of her aura washed over the glass. A quick toss upwards sent the shiny red stone skyward. Just as it reached the height of its arc, it shattered with a brilliant red explosion. The ball of fire itself was about twenty feet across and left a slight glittery residue in the air – the shattered particles of glass.
“That’s about what you get.”
After she did this, there was a subtle shifting in the lily, and the now drained petal fell out of the arrangement. She picked up the empty piece of glass with her other hand. “And this is what is left when you use one of the petals. Bring them back and I can refill them for you.” She then reached town to grab her palm sized rose. “Now, my roses are made of ten petals, but each one is made out of powdered dust. A bit more volatile – it’s why I avoided using it with your Lilies – which means I can usually get two of those from one petal.” To demonstrate this, she flicked her wrist again, two small fireballs flying out and slamming into the floor of the training field with much the same explosive force of the single shot from the lily.
“And, since at this point, you’re probably wondering ‘If that’s what one petal can do, what can a full flower do?’ Well,” She pulled an unused flower from her pouch and looked it over, rolling the small thing between her fingers for a second or two. She looked up to the sky. She cocked her hand back and a quick ripple of her aura washed over the glass. A quick toss upwards sent the shiny red stone skyward. Just as it reached the height of its arc, it shattered with a brilliant red explosion. The ball of fire itself was about twenty feet across and left a slight glittery residue in the air – the shattered particles of glass.
“That’s about what you get.”
