Training's End
Chapter 39 of The Thief's Armor
A stream of fire lit the room as it shot toward its target. The flame enveloped the wooden dummy in a blaze of orange and yellow. Hastiand lowered his right arm, cutting off the fire stream, and let the dummy burn. A moment later, he aimed his other palm at the target. An azure jet of frost from his hand swirled around the dummy and extinguished the fire.
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