Deedee often comes to the beach to practice, shadowboxing unseen opponents or training dummies and going through the kata of Four Guardians Martial Arts.

It’s not a surprise that the amazonian-proportioned foxkin would see Atom’s attempts to - she’s not sure, but the gesture reminds her of Standard Fireball Flinging Stance, so she can guess.

So she bounds over, in one fluid anime-ass leap.

“Hey kid,” she says. “First time trying to cast a spell?”