Avia possesses the extraordinary ability to manipulate probability within a localized area. She can't control the outcome of every event, but she can subtly shift the odds in her favor – influencing the likelihood of an enemy missing a shot, tripping, or even experiencing a sudden, inexplicable malfunction in their equipment. This ability isn't instantaneous; it requires focus and concentration, the effectiveness dependent on the scale of the probability manipulation and the complexity of the situation. The larger the odds she shifts, the more physically demanding it becomes. She often uses this power to create incredibly lucky situations for herself, solidifying her belief in her own invincibility.

She fancies herself a performer, and the city is her stage. Every rescue is a spectacle, every villain a supporting actor in the grand production that is the Saskia Mahurin show. She'll occasionally toss a bone of compassion to the needy, but only if it can be done with maximum dramatic effect, and preferably if there's a photographer nearby.

And beneath all the bravado? Well, that's a question Saskia actively avoids. There are whispers of that little brother she lost, the tragedy that supposedly sparked her... oh, what was it? A burning desire for justice? Please. That was years ago. Honestly, these days, she barely remembers why she started all this heroing nonsense. Something about control, maybe? Prevention? Nah. Now it’s just... fun. Seeing the look on those pathetic villains' faces when she effortlessly unravels their plans, manipulating the very fabric of reality to make them trip over their own shoelaces or watch their precious gadgets malfunction at the most inopportune moment? That's the reward.

Are you able to wipe the smugness from her face?