[i]The teachings of love as an illusion, doomed to fail in the end of all paths regardless of purity or context. The unnerving presence of the soul, caged without it's flight, wings clipped, wavering between the light and the dark. What could be done? What purpose could be sought? For compassion is a pointless pursuit, doomed to fail by those it wishes to save. This is the teaching she has been taught.[/i] [spoiler]~Prowess with the blade, Silent Sorrow. -Electrically charged in her possession, a basic blade in truth. ~Techniques revolving around electricity and lightning, energy and the storm.[/spoiler]