Asher narrowed his eyes toward the distant explosion, the faint glow flickering like a warning in the dark.
His lips parted, the words of the spell flowing naturally from him.
Magic surged through his pathways, gathering in his skin before erupting outward.
Glancing down briefly, he watched the light distort across his body, bending and shifting before fading into the surrounding darkness.
This feat was impressive, but it was far from a true invisibility spell.
The lack of a proper stealth spell in his arsenal wasn't surprising. Back in the void, he had never had much use for one.
It was more accurate to call it a reflective spell, one crafted using conjuration and alteration. A variant he had cobbled together—more like a clever trick .
