Zephyra stared at the spellsign floating in the air before her, its complex patterns making her head hurt.
[This shouldn't work,] she thought, running a hand through her raven hair. [This literally cannot work. And yet...]
The magical diagram Melisa made for her was a total mess. Blood Magic symbols intertwined with healing Life Magic designs and curves in ways that should have caused the whole thing to explode spectacularly. Instead, somehow, they... complemented each other?
[It's like she took everything we know about magical theory and just... decided it was more of a suggestion than a rule.]
"Lumi sanguine, vita crescere," Zephyra muttered the incantation, though she didn't channel any power into it. She couldn't, not without making a sacrifice first. That's how Blood Magic worked - or how it was supposed to work, anyway.
But Melisa had just... done it.
