She shrugs. "My sister and I served the Summer Knight, once before. He was a mortal man as well, although he had worn it for several years, by that point. He told us stories of his learning his magic as well, and even when he was skilled, he would often leave small fields of flowers in his wake, after using his power. It's a bit like swordplay; you can fight by randomly hacking a huge blade in the enemy's direction, but you'll exhaust yourself quickly. But a rapier, wielded with finesse and skill, can be just as deadly, and requires much less effort."