Looking at Mirelle's eager face, Lugh's expression shifted—and reality hit him hard. He turned his gaze away, sighing wistfully.
"I don't know if what you just said can be achieved,"
He admitted, his voice quieter now,
"But… it's not really the kind of thing you can just test."
The consequences of things going wrong were far greater than any potential gain. Lugh wasn't willing to risk it.
Mirelle let out a long, disappointed sigh.
"Alright then."
She couldn't help the feeling of letdown—the number of valuable uses she could imagine for such an ability couldn't be counted on one hand.
Lugh spoke again, almost as if to shift the topic.
"What do I even need control over wind magic for?"
Sela answered easily, as though she'd been waiting for the question.
"Well, the bar is basically on the other side of this district. It'll take a long time to get there on foot—but if we're using the rooftops, we'll be there in a few minutes."
Lugh gave a small nod.
