Rhys's hand moved in a pulling gesture, and wind currents responded instantly. The dagger lifted from the ground and flew back to his waiting palm, pulled by the wind.
"Retuning your weapon with the wind," Jack said with genuine appreciation beneath the mockery.
"That's actually clever. Most wind mages can't manage that level of precision. You've been putting in real work. Shame it's still not enough."
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