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John blinked. "What?"
"The gun. Hand it over. I am the better aim master. Also, punishment for almost getting us killed and making me emotional."
John hesitated. "But you only use fire magic. This thing is heavy. This is metal and gunpowder. With your small body how will you control it?"
Fizz smirked with four sharp teeth he had. "Silly master. I am an elemental being. I can control all elements if I want. I only use fire because it is convenient for a weakling like you. But thanks to your current pathetic state, I cannot show my full power anyway."
John stared at him, then finally sighed and handed over the revolver. "Fine. But I am sorry, Fizz."
His eyes twitched for being mocked by Fizz. Then he says with a frustrated face, "Listen, I will get stronger soon. I want to see what you can really do one day. Don't disappoint me then."
Fizz's eyes gleamed with mischief and pride. "Apology accepted. Now watch and learn how a pro does things."
