...look into a wolf's eyes. You'll never be the same again.
Sah though about Deimos' question for a moment. "Concentration overall is difficult for both of them. It takes more effort than any of my other magics to get any kind of response. Even air didn't give me this much trouble when I was mastering it." It had taken time, but air magic had come after dedicated training. Fire and water were hardly responding to such methods, much to his chagrin.
The younger Abandoned hummed, "When I first realized I had fire and water, I was certain that I was only focusing on one magic at a time. Water was starting to come along but when I got fire it basically set back to square one. The conflict between the two started immediately."
He paused, "It's entirely possible that I'm subconsciously trying to suppress the other when I call on one." Given that the friction between the elements had been present from the beginning, it didn't seem too far-fetched.
With a furrowed brow, Sah turned back to the torch. Closing his eyes and letting out a slow breath, he tried to focus fully on the flame. The fire rose in response within seconds. As the Abandoned tried to make the flame rise off the torch, he did his best to keep his concentration. Sure enough, the fire rose into the air and away from its resting place. But as it began to move towards the Abandoned, the nearby water bubbled.
The water level rose, and the flame flickered out. "Shit." Sah glanced at Deimos, "I think that's the problem. How do I not think about something?" The more he tried to focus fully on the fire, the more the water crept into the back of his mind. And suppressing it meant shifting his focus to it.
The younger Abandoned hummed, "When I first realized I had fire and water, I was certain that I was only focusing on one magic at a time. Water was starting to come along but when I got fire it basically set back to square one. The conflict between the two started immediately."
He paused, "It's entirely possible that I'm subconsciously trying to suppress the other when I call on one." Given that the friction between the elements had been present from the beginning, it didn't seem too far-fetched.
With a furrowed brow, Sah turned back to the torch. Closing his eyes and letting out a slow breath, he tried to focus fully on the flame. The fire rose in response within seconds. As the Abandoned tried to make the flame rise off the torch, he did his best to keep his concentration. Sure enough, the fire rose into the air and away from its resting place. But as it began to move towards the Abandoned, the nearby water bubbled.
The water level rose, and the flame flickered out. "Shit." Sah glanced at Deimos, "I think that's the problem. How do I not think about something?" The more he tried to focus fully on the fire, the more the water crept into the back of his mind. And suppressing it meant shifting his focus to it.
Sah
