80 Capability

Xzavier might have easily said he could stop make it rain. It wasn't just what he had said, it was the suave confidence that followed his words, like it was nothing to him. As if he could easily do it with his eyes closed and without breaking a sweat. His words rang through the courtyard like with the blasphemous speed of a bad report or a profane speech. Even the sound of the water rushing in the background from the fountain seemed to have stopped.