"Just focus. Clear your mind."

Your master's soothing voice came from behind you. He gently rests his hands on your shoulders and massages them gently. He had no idea that he was being the distraction.

You were currently trying to channel your magic, hoping to make the plum in front of you blow up.

Sylvain was your master, and you were almost like an apprentice of his in his shop. He was determined on helping you hone your magic.