The First Spell

Jim smiled as he said, "I need to know how to learn it. Once inside I can't listen to your words clearly."

'Don't worry, I didn't disturb your training much before but I can speak easily to you in there,' the old man said, 'did you forget I was the one who taught you how to train before?'

Jim nodded before closing up his eyes and took a deep breath. The idea of training was based on recalling the happiest moment of his life, the most secure place he was in and the place he felt like home.

For him it was that small closet when he was a little kid, but now and since yesterday he had this urge to change this moment.

He would select the moment where he won the qualification tournament and reserved a place for his team in the ace league as his new best moment in his entire life.

He took slow breath in and exhaled it out while thinking about that moment. It was still fresh in his mind, and recalling it wasn't that hard as recalling that closet.