Amberine tried to shake off the shock, her mind racing as she stared at the tiny, flaming figure hovering before her. A fire spirit? Here? In her room? And it had the audacity to call her an idiot? She straightened up, puffing out her chest in an attempt to appear authoritative.
"Who are you calling an idiot?" Amberine snapped, her voice laced with indignation. "I'm the one who summoned you, remember? Show some respect!"
Ignis folded his tiny arms and gave her a withering look. "Respect? For you? You can barely control your own magic, let alone me."
Amberine's cheeks flushed with anger. "I control my magic just fine, thank you very much! And I don't need some little flame sprite telling me what to do!"
Ignis's eyes glowed brighter, and suddenly, a small but intense flame burst forth, filling the room with an intense heat. Amberine yelped and stumbled back, her heart pounding in her chest. The flames danced dangerously close to her precious notes and artifacts.
