Alexa bears down on Skotos like a landslide.

It's no use trying to overpower an Azura sphere with muscles alone--you may as well try to overpower a planet's gravity. They must at least limit themselves to what won't damage Skotos's--admittedly surprisingly muscled, for a hermetic initiate?--wrists and ankles, thank goodness. 

But she can crush the marbles, grind the stone and glass to dust, scratch the runes to meaninglessness with her nails. There is no artistry, to it. No grace, no beauty, no subtlety. Actually, there's a refreshing element of simplicity to it--just smashing as many marbles as she can, as quickly as she can.

Alexa pulverizes another marble and wonders whether she should enjoy this.

[Overcome: 11.]

"Skotos, how do you feel about philosophers? We should talk to philosophers. Right now would be good."