[Kenai]

Sid did not like is elemental magics teacher. The blusterous old man seemed kindly at first but behind the smile was an age old hate for elves. Technically class had already ended but the little elf was all that remained of the class; the only one not to cast a fireball spell. Students looked in pity or amusement as they finished their assignment first.

"THAT PITIFUL SPELL WOULDN'T MELT MERCURY!" he bellowed. Sid was starting to wear out. Every time he'd get some fire formed and they would pool towards an epicenter but for some reason it was like the "net" he was catching the fire in would always come loose.

This time Sid tried another way. It would make the teacher angry for sure but he never said the fireball had to be casted standing still. Sid took the training stave and drew a circle in front of him. Placing the stave in the middle of it he pulled back, drawing energy into the circle, then forcefully pushed. The instant he did though he felt something was wrong. It was a simple focus but part of it was missing! Sid noticed too late. What was supposed to be a fireball shooting from the tip was a small portal maybe the size of a wagon's wheel.

Fire exploded in front of him, sending both the elf and man sprawling. The fire itself didn't stop immediately but instead came pouring out of the portal. Sid could swear it was getting bigger! "Master Dillamond what do we do?" the elf asked fearfully.