The Runebark Puppet: A Tale of Elemental Mastery

A flicker of doubt flashed in his luminous eyes for a moment before he shrugged.

"Already went through madness. I don't need it anymore!" He exclaimed, clenching his ethereal fists. A subtle smile stretched his lips as he thought about his departed friend, hoping the afterlife existed, and that she was now reunited with her father.

Then, his facial features shifted to seriousness. Mana danced and weaved itself intricately around him in soothing hums, taking the form of solid sky-blue gouges, mallets, chisels, and other utensils he would use later.

However, just as he was about to begin, his pupils constricted, and he facepalmed. 'Am I stupid?' he thought, scratching his head with a forced smile.

Why was he using human tools when he possessed the ultimate affinity? If he wanted precise cuts, he could use the space element. 'Well. Maybe not this one...' he thought, remembering how unpredictable his morning test had been.