[h2]Miina Malina[/h2]

Entirely to her surprise, Miina [i]had[/i] managed to get her sword modified – specifying that the sharpness of the actual blade or its balance were of no concern no doubt helping – and... well, she was no smith, jeweller, or craftsman of any stripe. She couldn't fully describe the changes wrought on the sword, only what she could observe. The... was it a jewel? Or something like a materia? Not important, but interesting. Whatever it was had been integrated far up at the pommel, and something had been done to shift the weight far back. Even less use as a sword, but it did make it easier to point with, given she still wasn't used to using this arm...

All changes aside, it [i]was[/i] useful to the mage now, and maybe she could see why others were so reliant on catalysts. With the little testing that she'd been willing to put herself through, it seemed that they did a [i]lot[/i] to filter natural variance and smooth over any aetheric turbulence. At least, that was how she'd put it? Watching the blade when casting... there was a difference, for sure.

Not that she really needed it for that – but maybe it'd help with those spells still out of reach? Not that she wanted to remain on a crutch – rather than having something material to sacrifice in place of her own body if something like before happened [i]again[/i].

... she would be glad to be out of here, though. There was so little she could [i]do[/i], especially while her other nerves were still recovering, and being stuck just rubbed it in.