"..." I quickly scratch magic formulas onto the bedroom floor, using my own blood to conduct the magic.
"Pandora, what are you doing? I could teach you."
"No!!! I want us to create something new! I won't be satisfied with anything less than five hundred times the efficiency!!!" I tell her, determined to make something good. Thirty to a hundred times more efficiency isn't enough when I know I can do better.
"Look, if we formulate the Doom element using a basis similar to Chaos magic, we can see a pattern. See?" I show her the drawings I made with blood, scattered all over the room, channeling magic.
The Doom element is so intense that the blood is "pulsing" as if it were alive. My sister looks at the drawings around us—various symbols that help the magic follow a stable pattern.
"It looks well-made, but this doesn't even come close to what I achieved in terms of efficiency."
