Water

A few minutes passed, and Dina finally opened her eyes. She got up swiftly, though her body hadn't fully recovered—her hair was a complete mess, with some tips even burnt. "Oh, did I lose?"

"Yes, although I didn't want to see your body trembling because of that," Mikahil said, sitting on the ground a few meters away from Dina.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Dina asked, trying to grasp the meaning of Mikahil's words, but she couldn't arrive at any conclusion. She then inquired, "Did you think of doing it differently?"

"Oh, sure, I can think of about four other ways," Mikahil said with a smile as he got up. He pointed his finger at Dina and said, "And I'll show you all of them when we meet again."

"What? Why? Do you really hate me or something?" Dina asked, misunderstanding everything.