"More. Don't treat it as just a simple training now! Do your absolute best!"
Shouting the orders while leisurely swinging her legs in the air, Nadia continued to sip on her beer while observing Fen's attempt to produce even stronger fires.
"Didn't I tell you? I can't make them any bigger!"
With his talent, mentality and even muscles strained to their limit, Fen's forehead was richly covered in perspiration as his outstretched hands produced more and more fires. Due to the nature of the material that the opposing wall of the room was made off, as soon as his flames washed against this strange object, they would disappear instantly only to be replaced with another wave coming off from Fen's hands.
"This is another thing that differs for Draconis and Phoenixian arcanists. While dragon followers have the set limit of what they will be ever capable off, with enough effort, our kind can improve infinitely."
