… No. This… this wasn’t done by someone else. This wasn’t a counter-magic. This was HER magic. Perhaps it was due to the fabric of this new dimension she had entered, but it dawned on her. The nature of her own magic was different from what she thought. Perhaps it had simply been her inexperience with inventing new magic, but this… as it dawned on her… was so much greater than she had ever imagined.

… Those talons. She had to stop them. They were getting to her eyes, because there was no distance in between them. It occurred to her that no orb of her power was present, yet her magic was still affecting. Indeed, her orb was simply her focusing her power, and she had been manipulating the relative measure of the space in the orb. Then, to get rid of this danger, to lift everything away from pressing at her…

[i]Away.[/i]

Amelie was somewhat aware that Ariett had caught her, physically she had just fallen into the woman’s grip and would have fallen over hadn’t she been given this support. She was thankful, but couldn’t utter the words right now. She had come to terms with what she wanted to do. Amelie let go of her shirt with one hand and directed it in front of her eyes. While the world was currently in a state of calm and tranquility right now, the effect was undeniably still affecting her.

She tried to press space away from her. Clearly, space had been pulled in at her, the relative measure decreased from her point of view. The girl determined to reject it, to restore distance relative to herself, how she was experiencing. Attempting to get it back to normal. Since it was only to herself it was happening, she assumed, she’d focus this effect on herself. Press it away. If it didn’t work, she’d attempt to create an orb the way she knew to see if it helped, if anything she knew how to do would have any effect.