[Potironette]

Kellan frowned. Their magic sure seemed like a double-edged sword. Or maybe going to war with nothing but a shield. Based on what he was hearing, their magic was normally not very strong with all the "watering down" it had gotten. Although, he wasn't really too sure.

"What's your magic?" Kellan asked abruptly, "It can't be just ashes right? And what's Mom's? And Aunt Augusta's? And Dad's? What about Grandma and Grandpa's?"