[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjcyLjFiNDJkYS5WRzl5Y21WdWRBLCwuMA,,/whispering-crowd-bark-bark.regular.png[/img][/center]
[hr]
Torrent was pleased with how the spell had started, even if it didn't seem to do anything yet.  But that was, honestly, to be expected at this point.  She could only think of a few times she had developed a spell or attack that worked noticeably properly the first time.

Repeating the process, she sat for longer, drawing in more and more of the energy from the light hitting her scales, until she felt that she could hold no more.  This time, however, instead of pooling it and releasing it, she gathered it, holding it tight and compressed and separated from the rest of the energies.  Once it felt like she couldn't do that anymore, she opened her mouth and imagined poking a hole in the front of the ball, letting it stream out at force, adding her own force and power to it.