[Standing on a field of grass is Reever, hands out in front of him and fingers fanned apart. Blue eyes are hidden behind closed lids as he concentrates; a tornado of wind whirls violently a few meters ahead of him, contained in one area. A brown wing twitches when a section of the funnel attempts to break away from his control
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Hello...
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Ah... I was training.
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