Description
Lucian did happen to see a pattern in the next five times he unleashed the stored Dust energy in his arm. Caraway would comment on each one. He threw a punch, and a small spherical energy form would throw itself into the target, freezing it. “That one’s accuracy is erratic.” He lashed out with his claws bared, and separate arcs of energy would fly out like whips, creating thin trails of ice on the floor. “That one’s easier to aim… but weaker.” If he used his palm spread open to thrust out, a disk-like field of energy would be emitted, bursting out like glass being shattered instead of being concentrated. “That one… maybe could be used for defensive purposes. Though, it’s fragile.” He slammed his fist into the floor and the metal froze in a ring around him. The Dust energy coursing through the metal caused shards of ice to rise up like stalactites. “You could use this if you’re surrounded…”
Ah, damn, this does hurt.
Shaking his arm after a fifth swing, a repeat of him slashing with his claws, he brushed off the frost that was building up on his wrists and knuckles. He managed to work through most of the pain, but there did come a point where the cold would be too unbearable, and he had to take a break. Ignia told Caraway to give him another hot towel to warm his arms up, and then made her way downstairs onto the testing floor to see up close how Lucian was doing.
Basically Aesir abilities are a very limited replication of Maiden powers depending on which Dust the person uses.