[ She has ego in spades, but to her, it is not the sort that necessitates that she steps on another to do so. It is not the bragging of an insecure, angry child, like the seaweed-headed Master of Rider. To her, it is the same as proclaiming a rose is beautiful. To extol a rose's beauty does not mean that other flowers cannot be so.

Still, nobody should blame anyone for finding it annoying or obnoxious either. ]

That is natural. It is also perfect for defeating those pesky knights of cold.

[ Type advantage!! She sidles closer to the sword as well, because she'd like a break from the snow sculpting too. It is indeed large and heavy, and has an inscription carved on it: "regnum caelorum et gehenna". "The kingdom of heaven and hell." ]

Still, maintaining such magecraft requires enough energy that I cannot keep it ever-burning.

[ And so she will have to take a break and head inside when she does. ]