Lirian felt a little sun-kissed as the ball of fire came down, but as he felt the scorching heat, he knew that even if he left it alone it would burn out in seconds.
The hot air in the training room made the air very thin making it very difficult for any fire to last the bigger the fire the shorter it would last.
It was the same with his wave of fire that he unleashed at the beginning of the battle, it took only a few seconds before the fire burnt itself out.
He split his attention slightly to receive the fireball, he only needed to chip away at it a little bit before it became useless, but he had plans of his own as it came crashing down.
"We knew that you'd use energy control to break the fireball," Mordred's voice sounded behind him, he jumped into the air and threw his spear, it whistled as it tore through the air and shot straight at Lirian.
"And I knew you'd think that I couldn't handle dealing with four people," he laughed and stop diffusing the fire ball.
