Faina bit her lip and contemplated it. After a moment, she flooded the heat into her palm. It burned, but it felt good. It was strange.

This time, when the fire came out her finger tip, she didn't stop it. She let it spread. Over her fingers and knuckles, and down into her palm. She giggled, and turned, searching for one of the dummies, and, without really thinking, threw the fire ball at it. It stuck and caught fire. Her hand now flameless, she turned to Kira and grinned.

Now that was fast. It took me well over a month to manage to throw a fireball. Kira walked up to the dummy, now on fire and placed his hand onto it. Generating his own fire in his hand to protect it from the fire caused by Faina, he poured his energy into the fire and then drew it back, absorbing the fire and effectivly putting an end to the fire on the dummy. You can already use fire to attack, and you don't seem to be tired either. Today you have definatly improved ten-fold.

Faina giggled at the compliment and hugged him.

So I might be of some help now? And it is't that I'm not tired, I'm just not letting it get to me. She laughed.

Faina sighed. We might end up having no other choice... I don't like fighting. She wrinkled her nose.