The Elf, Galan, was about to attack Astaroth for talking to him this way, but Aberon was quicker.
With the flick of his wrist, he conjured a portal before Galan, and sent him to the other end of the war camp. It wouldn't keep him away forever, but long enough to resolve the issue at hand first.
He then immediately turned toward Astaroth.
"Focus, boy. I told you what to do. I can't do it for you. You must learn, or you will die in this battle."
Astaroth recalled Aberon's words and tried to put them into action, but it was harder than he made it sound. Especially with this massive pressure he was keeping at bay.
Astaroth recalled that Gale had reached some level of flight-capability, last he saw him, and felt a bit of shame at not being able to emulate this. But his magic affinities were all so low that flight was a hard concept to grasp for him.
