Focus
How am I supposed to focus with all this...
FOCUS.
Alright alright.
Breathe. In and out.
I take a deep breath in, and let it out. Looking at the palm of my hand I think of flame, and heat. I feel my hand warming up, as though I'm standing with my hands over a fire.
That's a good image. Hold on to that.
I smile at the voice of my tutor in my head. Slowly I move my hands around each other until I have what feel like a sphere of pure heat. Together I bring my hands to my hip, and close my eyes.
Breathe. Focus.
The heat in my hands in almost unbearable, but I wait. I have to wait. I feel as though my fingerprints are about to melt off. Abruptly I open my eyes, and thrust the sphere forward at the waiting dummy fifty feet away. It erupts in a burst of flames I didn't know I was capable of.
I let out a breath and looked down. My hands were whole, and unburned.
I passed the test.
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