It had been a long, long time since Illyana had been allowed to cut-loose with her powers in an offensive-fashion.

Stepping Discs winked in-and-out of existence all up-and-down the battlefield, as she blipped around, a whirlwind of hair and horns and spells slung from her fingers.

It was sort of poetic, the way they just winked out of existence as they died, since they were never meant to be here at all.