Ice Affinity.
The answer kept returning to it with the specific, stubborn quality of a conclusion that has been reached through elimination rather than confirmation — not because the evidence was conclusive but because every alternative explanation had been weighed and had been found wanting, leaving the affinity itself as the remaining, imperfect answer to the question of how a cultivator with no formal training in elemental manipulation had spent an afternoon generating lightning from ice particles in the middle of a forest that had been attempting to kill him.
Did the skill give me a free hand in manipulating ice particles?
