Corbie felt her face getting warm and she knew she was turning pink, though she couldn't for the life of her say why.

"Well," she said, and started counting things off on her fingers. "Light and fire, obviously. I figured out lightning not long ago." It was close enough to lightning that just calling it lightning was the easiest way to put it. "Warding. Veils. Very basic illusions. Um... Engines. Laying ghosts. Cleansing spaces. Some dream stuff."