The afternoon sun hung high in the sky, its warm rays blanketing the training grounds.
While the other young shamans trained beneath the sun, practicing their forms, Daniel sat beneath the shade of a Mystic Tree, with a glass of water before him, legs crossed.
Hours slipped by, yet faint arcs of lightning continued to crackle around his body without showing any sign of fading.
Marco had explained that this condition was common among Lightning-element users.
It occurred whenever they drew more lightning into their bodies than they could properly control.
'The only solution is to regain control over your own power,' Marco had told him. 'Once you do, the excess lightning will settle on its own.'
*Sigh~*
Daniel let out a weary sigh as he sat apart from the others.
Even though he wanted to get closer to Elira or Cinderela, it simply, practically, wasn't possible.
Atleast for now.
…
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" a feminine voice asked, her tone filled with curiosity.
