Phenominal cosmic power. Lead into gold. Fire from nothing. Summon the dead.
All really cool. All what mages can do or have.
Save Worm. Worm was useless. He was good enough to get the groceries. Barely.
And so he walked the aisles, getting the ingredients for his Master's strange diet. Whenever he saw someone interesting, he'd practice his magic a little, see how their soul fared {note=Soul Marks, core 135}. Never to meddle, just to know. Then he could watch them, see how they reacted to their disordered or ordered soul. And it was good practice too.
As long as he didn't run into anyone who could stare back. That would be bad.