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Torrent Meditated to regain her mana while she reviewed what she had just learned.  So she was indeed limited for the first skill by her own species, but that didn't mean that she couldn't manage to use or create the spell.  It just meant she had to get creative.

And if she couldn't rely on her own insides for it, then that just meant she had to manipulate what was going on around her.  Maybe she just needed to think about it a little differently.

She could see that the skill as it was created a kind of push, that pressurized stream that she was thinking of.  But it mostly stopped when it hit the air out of her mouth.  So was it like hitting a wall?  A wall of air, perhaps?  That didn't make sense, but it was the best analogy she could think of.

So, what if she manipulated it like she did back when she first learned Fireball?

Concentrating, Torrent repeated the process she had used last time.  But this time she also set to infusing her power into the air around her, trying to make it move in the direction that she was going to use her skill in.  As it moved away it would leave her influence and she'd repeat the process with the air that replaced it.  When she felt like she'd started to create a current, or so she thought anyways, she released the spell and visualized pushing it as forcefully as she could for as long as she could until she was out of air herself.  Immediately she tried to push more air from around her in a sudden burst to try and give the spell a little more oomph and fuel.  Quickly she used her Magic Analysis on the result while she caught her breath.

While she sat on whatever information that gave her, she turned her attention back to her ice skill.  She really wanted to get this one ticked over at the least, and her system message had told her that she was lacking force on possibly all grounds in order to make it a proper skill.

With what she'd done for the attempted air skill in mind, she set herself to setting up for the ice one again.  This time she didn't stop when she shivered, instead imagining it becoming even colder.  What did ice [i]feel[/i] like?  Not just being cold, but being in direct contact with the ice on the streets or hanging from buildings or coating over everything after a slightly warm day.  The ice of tire tracks that made snow into something more.

It was when it was at the coldest she could get it to, when her body felt like it might go numb from the chill, that she released the spell this time.  But instead of just blowing it out like she had before, she drew in breath once more before explosively releasing the air as forcefully as she could, almost like she was trying to eject something [i]solid[/i] from her mouth.  And just like she had tried with the air moments ago, Torrent [i]shoved[/i] her power up through her mouth as she released her attempted ice spell, expelling mana with, around, and behind the breath with as much force as she could manage.