The Forsaken Hero

Following the mishap, I took a few minutes to examine the Mirror Sphere with the Eyes of Fate, only relaxing when everything seemed in order. "Looks like the spell worked."

"I’d say," Korra laughed, walking over to me. "I wasn’t expecting something like that."

"I’m sorry. I tried to tell you, but-"

"I know," she held up her hands, "I kind of jumped the gun. But it was exciting, at least. I can’t remember the last time I was put in a corner that easily. That chaotic magic effect is especially terrifying."

"But the spell only works on magic, so I’m still helpless against martial combat. I doubt it would be too effective if the enemy knows about it, either."

"Don’t sound so cynical," she chided, "It’s only natural it can’t do everything, but that doesn’t stop it from being any less impressive. Judging by its performance, it might even be able to reflect sixth, and potentially seventh-circle magic."

"Do you really think so?" I asked hopefully. The thought that my magic could reach that high despite my current strength felt optimistic, but a small thrill ran through me all the same. If it was true, then wouldn’t I be able to help Soltair, even at his level?

"Well, there’s only one way to know for sure," Korra said, leaping back and raising her hand again.

I tilted my head, watching in confusion as she began chanting again. She couldn’t seriously think to cast a sixth-circle spell, right? Even if Mirror Sphere was strong, sixth-circle magic was on an entirely different level. Doubt knotted in my stomach, and I paled as her magic circles winked in around here.