[shalem has understood since awaking in the shadowlands that his strength is dampened here, and it has bothered him since. how can he protect rosa like this?

though it doesn't bother him now, because he knows his weaker output is barely anything, in the long run. he knows zagreus will not sustain damage without shalem needing to control his output.

he shakes his hand, dispelling the last of the sparks. they're not needed now.]

That is called Arts-- I channeled energy within myself into something visible and tangible. I believe some would call that magic, in their worlds.