The plant stalk shimmered and came apart at the molecular level, its structure unraveled as the space it occupied rejected its existence. Within two seconds, it had completely dissolved into nothing, leaving not even ash behind.
Finn watched with rapt attention.
Osmund lowered his hand and gestured for Finn to examine where the plant had been. Finn stepped forward, crouched down, and studied the spot. The ground was undisturbed. The surrounding grass was also untouched. Only the single plant stalk had been dissolved into nothing, precisely and cleanly, as if it had never existed.
"That," Osmund said, "was a spell. An actualization of a specific effect I've practiced hundreds of times and refined until speaking those words triggers the exact result I want with minimal conscious effort."
He raised his hand again, this time pointing at a small cluster of three plants.
[Space Edict: Dissolve]
