| A YEAR LATER
He had a flame the size of a tennis ball hovering on his right palm, and a stalk out of his left palm.
Mikeal brought both palms closer to each other with the intent of achieving an objective. the flame burned off the stalk before they made contact.
"Argrgh. That's not it". He yelled in frustration.
"No, no, no I should have expected this to happen...".
"Fire and Wood are contradictory so it is only right that the fire burns the wood when they are at the same power output". He placated, muttering points that he had earlier taken into account.
"But still, having a wood type attribute as well as fire type attribute is already enough contradiction so why isn't it working".
He roughed up his silky obsidian black hair that had grown longer over the years.
