The Long Path, Part 2

When a night is two shifts of sleep, each roughly two hours long, I sure do wake up grumpy. "What?" I asked.

"Silence. Gather our things and..."

The fire elemental burst into the chamber, sending everywhere.

I uncorked my water supply. "Move Water! Water Shield!" I shouted, rolling out of bed toward him. He recoiled against a wall.

I took a step back, angled my shield to let him have access back to the foundry.

It looked at me. No eyes, no face, but he looked at me. And then it raced back the way it came.

I cracked my neck, wandered back over to the keg. "Move Water." I said, but instead it just fell straight down, only the smallest portion of it back into the cask. I sighed, and flipped the lid closed.