You’re walking down the street, and amidst all the usual chaos of robberies and alleyway drug deals, you see a huge explosion in the distance. You take cover, and all the people around you have ran for dear life. As the dust settles, you see a girl walk out of there and flip her light blue hair back like a total badass. She glares at you with those piercing blue eyes.

What? Something on my face?

You say nothing, slightly intimidated by this girl. She walks closer to you, and to your surprise, she shakes your hand.

Relax; I don’t bite. Nukes are just my kind of magic, and these crackheads needed something to scare them straight. I’m Freidyne, by the way. And you are?

She casually grabs a cigarette and lights it with a tiny explosion from snapping her fingers, smoking as she listens to you.