33: Locks
He will never cease to be amazed by Daisuke's skill with locks, even though his friend is the Niwa heir and Darks former partner, he is sure that it used to take his friend longer to open them.
He is probably the only Hikari in history to have gotten a demonstration of Niwa lock picking, as opposed to having seen it in use aiding an escape. Much less to be given lessons on locks from a Niwa. Daisuke's fingers blur over the keypad, and Satoshi stiffens at a tingle of magic. "Why are you using-" he blurts out and then silently finishes '-magic?' "I'm not doing it on purpose. And I don't always realize when I'm doing it, have you got any idea how this is happening?" Satoshi thought for a moment. "Locks are your specialty, so maybe your magic boosts what you're already good at." 'I think that's how my clan got their start before they learned to harness it.' "Oh"
34: Might
He soars in the storm' s might, twisting, darting, diving and wheeling, there and he twists aside before lightning strikes. Catching a current he rides the wind at the heart of the storm upwards, and breaches the top of the clouds, easy wing beats keeping him steady in the calmer winds at this altitude. One, two,now! He dives, and lets all tightly held control slip, for here there was no control. It just wasn't possible. There was no time to think, no time to plan. All he could do was move. So that was what he did. He ducked and weaved. Darting in and out of the rolling clouds in a deadly but beautiful dance. His only partner the wind and a red blur that came near and away again, reveling as he did in the storms might as they flirted with bits of lightning. Seeing just how close they could get to the dangerous phenomenon, and then up again. Each beat of great wings propelling him to the height above the clouds for storm-diving, now that there was no more lightning to dodge.