Imeng approached him, patting him on the back sympathetically. "Don't be discouraged, Fein. It takes time and practice. Remember, precision is crucial. Focus on the details, the smallest aspects of your target. That's where the magic lies."
Fein nodded, a mix of determination and slight embarrassment on his face. "You're right, Imeng. I got a bit carried away again. I'll take your advice to heart and give it another go."
Imeng smiled, his eyes filled with encouragement. "That's the spirit, Fein! I believe in you. Take your time, visualize the frozen bubble with clarity, and remember to breathe. I have no doubt you'll get the hang of it."
Fein straightened his posture, his gaze focused. He took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. With each exhale, he let go of his frustration, replacing it with renewed determination. This time, he approached a small pebble, his mind clear and focused.
