Brandon is sitting on top of a car wreckage, looking at his palm as the ether surged above his palm, rotating in circles.
His gaze narrowed slightly as he tried to condense the ether in his palm, but in the next instant, it dispersed.
He flexed his fingers and looked down at his palm, still glowing faintly with residual ether.
Beside him, Naevora sat casually on the torn frame of the car's roof, one leg folded over the other.
Her jacket fluttered lightly in the breeze, and her eyes were half-lidded, watching him.
She had been quiet this entire time, simply letting him try again and again, offering no words that might shake his concentration.
With a soft sigh, she patted his head, ruffling his hair "You can't do everything in one day. Continue to learn it and you will get there."
"This technique takes months even for natural talents. I didn't learn it overnight either."
Brandon smiled dryly "Hmm..."
