Controlling its form, huh? That sounds simple enough. I suppose it's just like picturing a lump of modeling clay in your head and then willing it to shift into whatever shape you want.
Well, truly impressive. I'm so smart, figuring out the key to it all in an instant!
Grandpa Tidasen watched as Theresia stared blankly at the bracelet, her eyes unblinking. He stepped closer, but she remained completely unresponsive, her gaze still locked onto the band.
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