Chapter 7 - The Ark Of The Array Of Elements (1/2)

”Ahem, this grumpy Aki wants to see what the Valkyrie is capable of. You mind?” asked Gillian.

”Try your best, love,” murmured Ysabeau.

The happy Valkyrie composed herself as she proceeded to perform the spell. She stuck her small hand out towards the clearing. Her thumb had grown a small flower, while her index finger had conjured up a mini-tornado, just floating above the fingertip.

A small white orb enveloped by a pale blue flame was hovering above her middle finger, small pearls of both ice and water droplets danced above her ring finger. At last but not least, a bright orange fireball barely touching the skin of her pinky's fingertip.

As every Core Element was within the young girl's hands, she balled up little fist and punched the air.

”Ignis. Aqua. Terra. Ventus. Lumen. Obscurum. Ordinata Ex Elementis! (Fire. Water. Earth. Wind. Light. Dark. Array of Elements)” chanted Mavislin.

As she shouted the name of the spell, a ball of rainbow colors shot out from the small fist and tumbled to the clearing. Needless to say, the crater proved the child's origins.

To Ysabeau, it was more than enough to impress her. Gillian, on the other hand, wasn't as impressed as he was during the tryouts.

”It seems that your Elements still need work. You can pull it off, but the spell was imbalanced,” explained Gillian.

The child's wings drooped in sadness but she quickly flew towards her trainer.

”Which part of it was imbalanced?” inquired the young child.

”The amount of Water in the spell was way too low. The Fire Element in that spell had overpowered most of the other Elements. If I had used a pure Water spell, it would've negated your spell in a second,” explained Gillian, holding out his palm to the flying Valkyrie.

”What's negate?” asked Mavislin, hovering about.

”It means to cancel out an attack. If I've said that the spell has been negated, it means that your spell has been canceled. In simpler terms, it will not hurt me. It will simply disappear,” explained Gillian.

”Hmm, how about this then?” asked the young girl as she closed her eyes.

As her wings opened further, she plucked out a feather. By grabbing the feather by its stem, she swung it around. The vane extended out, twisting and turning with an orange outline, before settling on a shape of a whip.

”Ignis Pinnam Flagellum (Fire Feather Whip)” chanted the girl, as the whip was revealed to be a strand of flames.

”Incredible,” murmured Ysabeau, as she4 hovered around.