Whoosh!
As a miniature sun formed above the tip of Valyr's magic staff, it was no surprise that the sight left the old woman at a loss for words, the energy making up the spell itself causing her mouth to go agape.
"What in the…" Just as she barely mustered up the strength to murmur these words, the young man went ahead and threw the spell at a spot slightly far away from where they stood, letting the room receive the full brunt of its might.
Bang!
Inwardly hoping that the room would sustain at least a bit of damage from the attack he fired out, Valyr was instead slightly disappointed to find out that the old woman's earlier words were true.
Nevertheless, he still ended up feeling satisfied once he saw that a considerable part of the floor had taken on an ash color due to his spell, prompting him to look at Rinea with a faint smile on his face.
"That's enough, right?"