The foundation of magic in this world, Cecilia was learning, was built on a simple, elegant duality. Baswara, in his brusque, professorial way, laid it out as they stood in his salle.
The core of Vision Magic was conjuration, bringing forth something that didn't exist from the well of the soul. Illusions, psychic constructs, elemental manifestations born of pure will. Its output was external, like a painting, and the canvas was reality.
The core of Force Magic was augmentation, strengthening the vessel itself. It was kinetic energy, physical enhancement, the magic turned inward to forge the body into a weapon or a tool. Its output was internal, a change to the self.
Eastiel's signature magic was a rare fusion. He used Force principles to elementalize and fortify his own body, then Vision principles to project that fortified power outward as lightning, flame, or concussive force. He was a closed circuit of immense power.
