Cognis flowed out from Grace's body in massive amounts.
The faint white Cognis took the shape of thin lightning as it spread across her body, surging along her arms, legs, chest, and back before spilling outward from her.
The snow around her boots was pushed away.
Small pieces of broken rock scattered across the damaged platform, rolling several feet away as the pressure of her Cognis continued to build. Some of the loose stones trembled against the ground before being pushed farther away, while the snow gathered around her boots was swept back in thin waves.
The wind also grew stronger.
Grace's hair was pushed backward, and the edges of her training cloth fluttered hard behind her as the pressure continued to rise.
The atmosphere around the fighting platform changed.
Everyone in the Arena who understood how Alchemists fought could tell what was happening.
