"THAT is a good question." Enjolras was no further to finding an answer there than anyone else might be. "The nature of this place has always been...strange, when it comes to magic from other worlds and how it applies here. I'm not certain how its own sense of that functions either." He'd accepted it, for the most part, as something that he paid for being able to help others, but now Midii mentioned the question, he was curious anyway.

"I do, yes. Mine allowed me to cast lightning. I flung it away when we were attacked by cultists. It saved my life, I think, just not in the expected way. Presumably there is, or at least, was, someone who can make them."