Luis turned over her newest wand in her hand. It was beautifully gem of craftsmanship, purchased from a Saturian mage merchant. The moth had told her it slowed time in a given area, a highly useful ability to have in her arsenal. Understandable, such a prize had not come cheap.
Taking a deep breath and grasping the wand tightly, she focused her attention on a target at the other end of the training hall. Closing her eyes, she let the sound of the ocean outside pull her mind away from the physical world. Within her, she felt the sensation of arcane power flow up from her chest and into the wand. It begin to grow warm in her hands, pulsing.