A/N: I have no idea why, but lately I've been havinvg these really interesting ideas about the reasons/motivations behind several of the skills from Elsword which led to their creation. They may or may not be short. I can't really say, but I do hope you enjoy them!

til next time!

~shine

Karma

Written by: shinedown

Disclaimer: I don't nor do I ever intend to own Elsword. If I did, however, you'd know. Trust me.

If there was one thing she hated more than anything in the world, it was being underestimated, she supposed. Being made to feel as if she were less than she truly was, being told that her value was less that it truly was, being made to wonder if her worth was truly as high as others thought. She couldn't stand people who tried to tear away from her the greatest treasure she could ever have been given from her friends, or even...him. Her confidence. Her smile. Her very reason to wake up and face the day.

So, during her time in the Night Savers, her heart was the first thing to harden.

She would not allow anyone to take away anything from her. She would show no weakness, she would steel her resolve so that even a man like Wally would flinch at the very sight of her steely glare.

After her heart, she supposed the next to harden was her grasp on her emotions. She wouldn't allow anyone to force her into an emotional state, and those that tried met with a sweet smile, and a rather violent kick to the face. Rena had soon come to be the last person you would want to make angry. Even her superiors felt a slight bit of fear, if not for themselves, then for the others who did not like the once gentle woman. Rena didn't mind at all. She was still the same woman she used to be, however, she had something she didn't want to lose. Something more valuable than all the treasures of her people and any soon to be discovered in the world.

She had people she would give anything for. People who loved her and she loved just as much. She had friends who meant the world and more to her.

So, when people tried to make her think she was weak, to make her thing that the strength she had would never be enough when she knew she could hold the universe up if she so tried, she felt...angry. No...not really. But she felt an emotion very close to that. More volatile, but not quite hatred. Rage, then? She supposed that's what it was. It was what sparked her rather... "unique" alterations to several of the Night Saver techniques she learned. It also allowed her to create one of her own.

Which was perhaps why she liked using it so often. It was perfect to her; a strong blast that blew away the opposition with a powerful eruption of wind energy. But to her...it was more than that. It was a way to purge the prejudices placed upon her from her mind, to release the pent-up frustrations, and send back the hatred she got from others twofold. Its name...?

"Karma."