the lights are dimmed, and once again, the stage is set for you

Vanish here, reappear there. Summon great pillars of light and shadow, life and power from portals unknown. Pull out the big guns, the greatest form that tires you out and leaves you screaming, but it was good show, wasn't it- it got the job done, didn't it?

Party tricks. Pay dirt, for immature magic-being-users who are just so happy to be themselves again that they'll fire off anything, with a smirk.

It's a little bit embarrassing to see it in someone else. Just a little.

More than that, it's unbearably compelling. Both of them want to know more, more, more.