*rolls eyes at pitiful magic* this is proper magic
*Aran starts to glow a blazing white and slowly rises into the air, Thunder rips through the silence of the libary as it becomes incompassed in a Magical storm, Lightning flashes from the sky and lihts up the scared faces of the ppl in the libary, agian and agian the lightning strikes untill finally it blasts through the roof striking frost, white, sain and that sneaky little krory*
Now that is magic *sniff sniff* something burning?