I could say I have no concerns, but of course I would be
lying. My ambitions are endless! Soon I shall bind the very
firmament to my will. The clouds will obey my commands!
That may actually be too much, even for you.
Go on, then. Reach up and pull one down with your hand.
When I see you sleeping on one, I'll believe it.
I excel in any confrontation that involves magic, of course,
but what should happen if my foe is resistant—or, dare I
say it, immune? I am afraid I would be quite powerless!