Ma'tanza still kept her arms around Tzirret as well, lightly scratching the fur on his lower back. She was just as uncertain as before, though for different reasons. She looked at the water briefly, somewhat wanting to swim, but not entirely. "Um, well, we could swim more, if you wanted. We could also just go back to camp, find the others or just stay with each other. Uh, none of that was really helpful, was it?"

Closing her eyes and lowering her head, Ma'tanza let out a brief sigh. "We could do anything you want. Ma'tanza doesn't really know what she wants to do. Like she said, there isn't much we can do now that we couldn't before."

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"Yes, just...stand back a bit farther. Roughly twice as far, actually." Meesei warned, moving herself even farther away to the base of the tree Sabine had used as a target. She took in a few deep breaths as she started pouring magicka through herself in preparation. 

"As you know, my specialization is lightning, and that is the type of magic for which I can create the most powerful spells and most impressive displays. But, I do not believe this would be the best place to demonstrate those abilities. I would not want to accidentally start a forest fire that I could not extinguish. Since you have an affinity for frost, I will show you something of that element. It may not be my specialization, but my general aptitude in destruction still allows me to cast magic normally considered to be at the master level, regardless of the element. I just know more techniques for lightning. Just do not step close until the effect has completely ended." Meesei warned. 

With the end of her explanation, the air around Meesei grew very cold, though she did not perceive it. An aura of destruction magic formed around her, which quickly coalesced into concentrated, swirling frost around her hands. The trained eye could see easily that the frost around her hands was exceptionally intense for as long as she charged the magic, but it was not until she unleashed the spell that the extent of its power became readily apparent. 

In only a brief moment, Meesei went from charging the spell close to her chest, to thrusting her hands out to either side of her, pushing the magicka along with it. The air around her quickly went from calm and pleasant, to a raging whirlwind of frost about forty feet in all directions around her. Everything from the ground, to the grass, to the trees themselves were not only whitened by the ice on their surface, but frozen to the very core. With the thickness of the cloud of frost, Meesei was not even visible at its center.