Asleif's smile was small, but full of self-satisfaction. "Of course," she said, practically purring over the words.
She moved her hands quickly, weaving her spell. Control over the elements of nature, particularly those of the wind and storm, were among the first she had learned as a child. Daughter of the Thunder God, granddaughter in a line of Frost Giants, the weather bent easily to her commands, calling upon the mists.
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