Nia stepped off the platform with the delicacy of a young noblewoman that was attending her first ball. The dense magic in the air, layers upon layers of different Protected Spaces stacked on top of each other, was fragile. Without proper maintenance, this whole system would collapse like a card house in the decaying winds of time. The proper maintenance must have cost a fortune. Effectiveness sacrificed for spectacle.
A deep breath, the magic entered her body and vanished. The air that left her was devoid of all power. She hadn't consumed it, had done nothing with it. Inside her it had simply vanished. Like all magic did unless she willed it not to. It was like acid met a base. The result was just plain, simple water.
Above the casters were chatting in a lively manner. One of them anyway. "Oh, so this is the contestant known as Nia Fae? I must say she looks… odd, wouldn't you agree?" Jeff asked his co-host.