"You are influencing more and more of the energies of nature. Of course they will get heavier." Gilgamar said in an as-a-matter-of-fact voice. "Your problem is your lack of personal energy."
"I see. I do only have a small amount of Fire Dragon Energy." Elliot nodded.
With only a small human arm's worth of Fire Dragon Energy, Elliot truly was lacking in that particular department.
"Yes, using that small amount of energy to wield the energies of nature required to power the seventeenth movement is like a toddler wielding a heavy spear. It is already half a miracle that you could complete the seventeenth movement. You… Did well." Gilgamar finally eked out a tiny amount of praise for Elliot.
Elliot smiled as a powerful feeling of accomplishment bloomed within his heart.
After seventeen long movements of silence, he finally got that damned sword to praise him!
